I seem to have lost my writing mojo.
Hi! Remember me? I used to love blogging…
This morning, after a crappy sleep which had me anxious about my day today, which will be a long one because I have to do a pickup at the airport tonight, I decided to take my fitness routine outside. To get some mojo back into me.
Funny not funny how I end up at the edge of the abyss every so often. But, I shot that silly clip after a 35 minute yoga and fitness routine out in the warm sunshine with birdsong around me which made me feel better.
Maybe I turned a corner.
I haven’t been writing here much, as you may have noticed. Which is a lie – I wrote stuff but didn’t publish it. 🤷♀️
Perhaps my blogging days are dwindling…
Other things have been keeping me occupied, and my creative itch is being nurtured continuously, but for some reason, it doesn’t involve a lot of words… I don’t even know if I miss them. I still write, mind you, but it’s unpublishable drivel.
Knowing me though, at some point the words will flow again. Perhaps just not here…
Something, a voice inside my head, is nagging me to drop the blogging altogether.
I don’t know if I should heed it, or ignore it.
Maybe my tarot cards can share some clarity and wisdom. 🪄🧙♀️🪄
To be honest, I neither feel like talking, nor writing, about anything, even though there are plenty of adventures I could share. I used to love write nonfiction story-telling… What is happening to me? At one point, I even went back and deleted some posts I published on this blog…
Perplexing, my insecurities.
But since I started something here I thought I could list a few strange occurrences from my life for you.
For instance, while I was out of town, my guest bed had flamingo sheets.
Everywhere I turn flamingos are stalking me. Usually in stores like Dollarama or drug stores, but now apparently also in guest bedrooms out of town. Huh.
Another thing that happened while I was out of town was I got my period. What kind of BS is that? I’m 53 for crissake… So dealing with Aunt Flo wasn’t particularly fun after 9, 10 months of peace.
Question: can you still get pregnant at 53? 🙄😛😎
Next, I’ve been given a new nickname by an online friend. I’ve had a few in the recent past, but this one, well, I kinda like it. He calls me his favorite voodoo princess. 🪄👸🪄
This has something to do with my tarot readings on TikTok… 🥰
Other things that have happened: my flight to and from my destination were completely drama free. This is likely because I flew on a Wednesday. Have you seen the viral video some former NHL player posted to Twitter about Toronto Pearson Airport? The weekend travellers are subjected to four-hour lineups, security issues, and canceled flights. He lost his shit and called it hell on earth or something.
I’ve been lucky and also glad my traveling days are behind me, at least as far as flying is concerned. They gotta sort out their issues before summer travel begins…
Anyway, this is just a little check-in to let my blogging tribe here know I am still alive and all that. Thanks for sticking with me. It means the world to me to know I haven’t been abandoned. ♥️
Writer of Words etc 
It happens. I hope it’s just a phase but I will miss reading your blogs…
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It is a phase. But I may drop the blogging to slightly less frequent…
Thank you very much for commenting and reading! 💟🇨🇦
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Of course. Go at your own pace. I’m always behind on reading blogs anyway 😆
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Lol
Same, especially lately.
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I hope you decide to keep blogging because we would miss your voice in the world. No pressure but I so enjoy your work. Wrapping you in love and hugs, C
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Here’s to scratching our creative itch wherever it is. Hugs 💜
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If blogging no longer floats your boat, find a new way to cross the river. You have to listen to your heart/inner voice and follow that. Don’t worry about us.
I wholeheartedly approve of the flamingos, btw.
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Such a wise man, you are, Mr. South Dakota. 😀
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Hi Claudette,
I was wondering about your silence, but then again, I have been silent too. Perhaps something is going around.
I am glad to have you back!
And yes, you can get pregnant at 53, I know people that got pregnant at 54 and 55.
Blessings!
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omg… lol
And yes, the silence seems to be coming to an end, slowly… Thank you for your comment, Ana.
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Sometime taking a break is the best thing for you! We will be here when the words decide to flow.
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Thank you Laci. ❤
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You know, sometimes just being quiet is the best thing for us. Talk(blog) when you have something to say, not because you want to say something.
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Yes, I think this is spot on. Not let some invisible (imagined) pressure cause us to do something we’re not ready for.
I’ve been reading, about a dozen books since this happened. It was liberating. But it feels like the fog is slowly lifting.
Thank you for this.
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You’re welcome.
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I’m glad you found some mojo to write this! I hope you enjoyed your time away and there’s no shame in taking a break from creative outlets when you’re burned out
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Thank you for your nice comment. Everyone is so sweet. 🥰
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Girl, no wonder you’re feeling out of sorts. You’ve got a lot going on in your life right now.
I hope you keep blogging too so that I can keep up with what’s been going on in your life.
The words will flow again for all to consume. You’re too good at what you do to stop. You inspire me and have such a gift.
I am here for you if and when you need.
Sending you huge virtual hugs. Xoxoxox
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Thank you. 😘
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I hope you find some words to share again, even if it’s an occasional thing. I like knowing what’s going on in your life. I see no point in forcing words if they aren’t there, but I think many of us would miss your presence if you go away for good…
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So sweet. Thank you for saying this. I feel like something has shifted… I’m hopeful though it will come back. 💟
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Honor yourself and your need for space, but know we’re here if you feel the urge to connect through words. Hugs!
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Thank you. Wise words! 😊
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The dreaded period after 10 months….I had gone 11 months…twice…before it stopped. Madness…
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Meh. The neverending saga…
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Nothing wrong with taking a break and/or deleting posts. Whatever floats your boat, as Fandango says! 😻
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That’s right, whatever floats my boat. 😀
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I haven’t felt like putting forth the effort myself. Even before my recent Health Drama I was only posting once a week.
I can’t believe I posted daily for a little over a year during lockdown.
Flamingos are fun! In my tarot deck, the Flamingo is Knight of Cups… maybe he has some insight for you.
Your words will come back… until then, enjoy the birdsong and the sunshine!! We’ll be here when your MOJO returns😉
💌💌
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Take a break. It’s nice and the words will return when they’re ready 😉
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Thank you. And I hope so. 😊
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Well just know I will be taking a sabbatical starting July 15 till ? I haven’t been very interested in creating myself. At least I could still drop you an email if need be.
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Yes definitely! A break is sometimes needed…
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Hola! I hope you continue blogging. I miss your posts, and I am sure others do too. But this is totally normal, sometimes we have to stay away from words, for a while at least, and they come back. With mojo and everything!
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Thank you Te. Let’s see what happens after I slow down for a little while. 😘
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