Once upon a time, a writer was going thru a terrible dilemma; his prized muse had been captured by an evil force of tremendous power, bent on control, an entity known as Writer’s Block. Joking aside, we all at times find ourselves in this unpleasant situation, where no matter what it is we need to get done, we find ourselves somehow unable to perform. So how can we recharge those metaphorical batteries? It’s certainly not always easy.
The world of nature has always been one of my go-to’s for whenever I need inspiration or find my own creativity lacking, and seeing how today I happen to be graced with the opportunity to work from home, I did something I haven’t had the chance to do in quite a long time: I sat down in my own backyard with a nice cup of tea and the laptop to do some work… or so I thought.
You see, distractions can happen to anyone, at any time (even right now)! Look over your shoulder! It’s another something to distract you! What’s that? Do my eyes deceive me or is it whats-her-name from TV walking across the street?! Throughout life we all get distracted. It just happens; it’s a natural part of life, and if you keep your nose to the grindstone too long, you’ll firstly end up without a nose and secondly miss out on life’s greatest joys. I also find that growing my own roses ensures I can always find the time to give them a good sniff.
One particular distraction occurred this very day in the garden when I was surprised by a gentle nuzzling of my leg and the distinctive meowing of a cat. While I am admittedly allergic to cats (just one of the reasons I’m a dog person), I scooped up Precious (an apt name for the darling), checked her tags, and carried her a block down, where I discovered both a mother and a darling little girl battling a cold. I can’t put into words the unbridled joy of the reunion between little girl and kitty. It was definitely the kind of thing that brings tears to your eyes… Well, apart from the allergies…
With eyes red and my own bout of barely controllable sneezing underway, I still managed to return to work knowing that this distraction had turned into my good deed of the day.