Today is 3-10-10. That has a nice ring to it. Sounds like Rin Tin Tin or rain falling. Or maybe it’s a little chu-chu train, chugging along.
It seems when I’m feeling stuck or blank, I write about what I don’t have to write about. I process. I’ve always enjoyed the act of processing myself out of whatever I may be thinking. I also realize that music greatly influences my mood and how I feel about where I am at a given point. When I was at ice skating practice the other day, there were only three of us on the ice. I was in my corner, trying to work on my “edges” and “crossovers,” and then I would try to combine moves, to find a fluidity. And there was an adorable couple, maybe 13 or 14. I think they were brother and sister and it appeared that they were messing around, having fun, until they had the ice to themselves. The girl skated backwards, as the boy push forward and they skating this way as one around the rink. And then I saw them hold hands as they skating by with innocence in their stance. I paused and smiled…how sweet. Another gal was working with her coach, on what appeared a routine. The coach put music on for her routine, but she had to keep stopping it to correct her student. What I noticed, though, is that each time she pressed play and the music came on, my body would get into a groove and I would skate a little better. I’ve always loved music, but I realize too that when I might feel a little blank, it helps to play something to lull me out of whatever stuckness I may be feeling at that moment, which is what I decided to do this morning, and well, at least it got me writing.