I’ve been having a little trouble with writer’s block lately. It’s not necessarily that the words won’t come. I write…then, when I go back later and read it, I hate it. It’s extremely frustrating because it’s hard to make progress when you’re writing the same chapter over and over. This happens once in a while and, as my agent says, “Good writing can’t be rushed.” The harder I try to forge my way through it, the worse it seems to get. So, I have to practice, yet again, letting go.

I’m a bit of a control freak. I don’t like letting go. It leads me down paths that are sometimes dark…sometimes scary. Letting go isn’t always easy. But, I’m reminded as I look out over the hills surrounding this little red farmhouse…there’s something beautiful in letting go of what holds you tight. There’s freedom in the wind.

Our trees aren’t of a brilliant hue this season. We had a long hot and dry spell in August and September so there isn’t as much sugar in the leaves. The dropping of leaves is inevitable. The letting go has to come or there won’t be the lush growth of spring. There has to be a period of dormancy. Without it, there would be no change. Maybe the lesson here is to make sure to feed and nourish your spirit in the growing season in order to see the brilliance and the beauty of the colors so letting go becomes more of a celebration.

I always write my posts at night and schedule them to post at 4:00 so you have them early. Occasionally, it’s after midnight and I inadvertently schedule the wrong day. That happened today. And, as is the case with much of my writing lately…I erased the whole thing and started over. But now…now I’m listening to rain on the tin roof of this farmhouse that I love. I’m snuggled under the throw made from the fur Mr. Virgo gave me. Coffee is in my immediate future. I’m letting go today. The words will come.

❤️

“”Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.”‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43:18-19‬ ‭ESV‬‬