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Friday, June 30, 2017

Didn’t Make the Cut

The following was a snippet from my upcoming book … one that did not make the cut for Writing on the Landscape.

“Last week I had a great inspiration to make an earth-tones collage. I knew there were too many obligations on the calendar for the work week so I planned to begin my creation on the weekend. I pulled out the spare folding table, set it up next to my desk, and climbed to an upper closet shelf to get out a box of paper scraps. I spent a few minutes finding autumn-colored swatches of old paintings I had made over the years and had since torn up as collage fodder. Then, the alarm rang and I was out the door to the next obligation.

And to the next.
And then it was bedtime. And then the next obligation and the next and the next arrived; days have passed and the scraps are still waiting. I’ve enjoyed seeing them there vibrant and patient, even as my week took off.

We do not create our big ideas in a single sitting. For a person who is hell-bent on completion, I have learned this as a big-fat-smack-across-the-face type of lesson—over many years, numerous dissatisfactions, umpteen failures. But I have also learned this through successes and achievements; in retrospect I have seen how—out of sheer necessity—I have learned to step up to the big tasks one blisteringly small bit at a time. I do not write my books in a single sitting, day, week, or sometimes even within a year. Watercolor paintings, a collage, knitted scarf, raking the fallen leaves, weed pulling, housecleaning … I’ve translated this behavior to nearly everything.

Of course, I complete a shower, the dishes, billing, repotting a plant, a hike—in a single shot.

But the desires to become more creative, or a better mentor, or more widely published, or a more integral member of my community do not come to fruition overnight.

So I continue to glance at the pieces for my collage. I continue to scribble new ideas for my book. I continue to meditate, pray, care for those around me, stretch my muscles in small daily doses, in the hopes that one day I will feel more spiritually aligned, more considerate of my fellows, stronger, and fitter.

We do this in bits, as we can. The collage of life continues.”




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