Wednesdays are for hanging with Baby Girl and trying to rest up after working 10-12 hour days on Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday is for cooking dinner for my honey, for hitting the farmer’s market. On wonderful Wednesdays, it’s for writing.
This hump-day will also have a ROW80 check-in, but that’s just because I remembered at this very moment to do it.
That being said, these last few weeks THE UNIVERSE has been giving me the “Shut-Your-Pie-Hole and Listen Up” Smackdown.
You saw the first memo in my post about my blood clot scare. The second one was in yesterday’s post on character engagement. I mean, me coming across a post on “open listening?” After a week of being forced to rest and take care of myself? That was a call to relax, zip my lips and open my ears, if I ever heard one.
Then, yesterday at work, I was cleaning out my filthy Inbox and I saw pictures from a nature walk the firm took at the end of April. Yep, more than two-and-a-half months ago. (That’s about how long it takes me to process and react to things nowadays. I told you…I’ve still got Christmas presents that haven’t gone to their rightful owners. Some of those presents were calendars. I’m just sayin’…)
So, back to the Nature Walk…
The picture at the top of the post is of one of the signs along the trail at the Palos Verdes Peninsula Land Conservancy. I read it in the Spring sunshine while listening to the conservancy docent talk about 19 uses for leafy sage. (Apparently there’s almost 40 uses but I missed half the list.)
It was one of those serene, perfect moments of quiet. That I promptly forgot about when I returned to my harried life. It all came back to me when I saw the pictures.
Here are the two lines that most attracted me to that sign:
Look carefully and listen. It won’t take you long.
Flashes of color, body shape, and behavior are clues to a bird’s identity.
When I opened that email yesterday, I got that squinchy feeling on the back of my neck and rolled my eyes toward the heavens. “OK, O-kay!” I shouted in my head. “I got the memo already!”
Here’s what my personal memo from THE UNIVERSE says:
Take twenty blessed minutes for a walk in the sun.
Listen to the birds.
Think about your characters as birds and then re-read the second blue line above.
Smell the flowers and your baby’s hair.
Listen to her laugh. Really wallow in it.
Take your honey out on a date.
Write more, talk about it less.
Get those Life List Club goals finished!
Appreciate your life and quit fretting. It’s not like anyone can prove that we get more than one shot at it so make it count.
What does your memo say?
Can’t WAIT to read the comments on this post…
p.s. This is it…my Wednesday hello to you and a Row80 check-in: Yes, I’m writing. (And I’m not gonna talk about it!)