I have nothing to blog about. I’ve been watching meditation teachings on-line, vicariously participating in a meditation retreat in Australia, and my mind is quiet. I can write, but I have nothing I need to blog about.
Not a thing.
This is the perfect state for writing, when I can simply slip into the story and write, without the distractions of a busy mind. Of course, life around me is busy: visits with family, phone calls, appointments, the course I’m teaching – I need to prepare for it, and attend. And I need to blog something, even when there’s simply quiet inside.
And so I struggle to write about silence, when I’d rather be writing in silence, immersed in my stories.
Maureen