Daily Notes: Watch Your Mailbox!

StationeryLast year, I made an agreement to write every day. I’m almost embarrassed to admit that the time I allotted was a mere 15 minutes (just long enough to begin formulating coherent thoughts). Fortunately, that rapidly grew into much more time spent at the keyboard and putting pen to paper. I planned to blog every day, not as an agreement to which I held myself accountable, but more as a goal I strived to achieve. I did well with this until late summer when I began taking an anti-anxiety medication for my PTSD. So, although I was writing, I stopped blogging.  I just stopped.

Late in 2014, I wanted to get back on track and made a couple of attempts that each resulted in one day in a row of blogging. As 2015 began, I wanted to begin blogging regularly again (the key word here – wanted). Now here it is the 9th, and up until now, I have completed 2 posts in January, for a grand total of one two-day stint. So I’ve decided to use another writing agreement I’ve made to push me toward my blogging goal.  (I have not made a blogging agreement because the primary goal is to be writing. I have other endeavors besides this blog and I don’t want to be bogged down by a committment to post when I may deadlines to meet on other projects.)

So this year, I made a committment to write a handwritten note to someone daily.  Part of the agreement is that I will mail or hand deliver the note within a week of writing it.  My purpose in bring this up is that I have decided to post weekly about this process.  The results of this agreement have been gratifying, even in this first week.  I thought long and hard about to whom I would write first.  After long consideration, it seemed the most person to begin with was my mother. After all, without her, I would not be here.  Of course I would have loved to do double duty and write to my dad, and he is no longer on this plane.  I know I can write to him anyway, so I plan to do that for his birthday in February.

In addition to deciding  who would get my first note, I made preparations for the process. I purchased a couple of books of stamps, I rounded up all my address labels that were in various baskets and drawers around the house, and I scoured the attic for forgotten stationery and cards. I even asked for stationery and notecards for Christmas.  My sister bought me two boxes of beautiful stationery, some boxed notecards, and some unique handmade cards.  I also received a coupon to create some free photo notecards. I used it to create three different styles of notecards made from photos I had used in blog posts. I purchased a caddy to keep everything in sight and at the ready. I received a pocket planner for Christmas, which I am using to record birthdays and other special occasions.  I have also written the names of the people to whom I will write each day. When I have completed my agreement for the day, I tick off the name of the recipient.

Early the first week, I received a letter from a friend who knew I had made tBirds Cardhis agreement.  She was writing because she said that my agreement had inspired her to begin writing more. Today I received a text message from another friend who congratulated me on the progress  I have made and thanked me for the photo card I sent her.  She has enriched my life to a degree that I do not think she is aware and I simply wanted to thank her. . My step-father is in the hospital and I have been under the weather. Instead of bringing germs into his environment, I mailed him a get well card, inside which I wrote him a note. He’s been in and out of the hospital a lot and I don’t remember the last time I sent him a card. The engagement with other people, which has resulted from my note writing, has been a pleasant side-effect

So, as I reflect on the past week, I am finding great joy in my latest writing endeavor.  I am also hoping that my desire to share this experience will help me reestablish my blogging habit.  In the meantime, keep an eye on your mailbox. You might be next!

Out of Hiding

My counselor gave me a journaling assignment today.  She asked me if I had ever journaled and I told her that I write every day.  Although it isn’t technically a journal, this blog often serves the same purpose.  It lets me get my thoughts out of my head where I can then look at them from another perspective.  

As I was driving home, I thought about all the writing I have been doing since I made my writing agreement for this year.  I committed to beginning a larger writing project as a result of a class I am taking at my church.  I am also doing some copywriting and have been asked to do some guest blogging.  

I have always loved writing and have done lots of it over the years.  The primary difference in the writing I did back then and the writing I am doing now, is that much of the writing I am doing now is out there for the world to see.  I would not let others read my writing even up until this year.  

On one hand, writing publicly is intimidating.  On the other hand, it is very freeing.  In a way, I feel like I have come out of hiding.  

Now I must go begin an outline that I committed to draft, work on my journal entry, and begin drafting a blog post for another site… and I’m happy about this!     

Solitaire

I’ve been really “stuck” the past few days. When I am in this mode, I play a lot of Solitaire.  It gives my mind something to do that doesn’t require any emotional involvement.  So tonight, rather than spending a lot of time thinking about my blog topic, I am going to go play Solitaire.  Maybe tomorrow I will be “unstuck.”