September has come and gone fast, perhaps even too fast for my liking. In fact this is a common trend throughout this year, one moment it’s January then it’s two months later, like I hopped onto a time machine and have been jumping weeks and months each time. Feels like time is speeding up but of course, it’s my own perception of time that changes. What I find most interesting is that at some level I know very well that the perception of time going too fast means that I am happy with how I fill this time and what I do. And yet it’s also a source of anxiety because I want to do much more and it’s a challenge to find a way to compress time while making sure my life remains balanced. So it feels like the correct thing to do to celebrate with monthly gratitude for the first month of the beautiful autumn that has followed an equally beautiful summer.
When looking back at the days of this month I’m grateful I find time well spent in goals of my choice entirely. I’m also grateful that those goals were not written in stone, meaning that when it looked like they needed to change, instead of me obsessing over that change I focused on what mattered, i.e. redefinition of the goal and redirection of energies keeping the focus in saving rather than wasting energy.
This month has been good for writing too. I started blogging actively and I am slowly but surely gaining momentum and finding balance between blogging and the rest of my writing. This month I also managed to work on editing the second draft of my work-in-progress novel, during the process of which I went through 26,000 words, most of which were rewritten. I am grateful I have set targets for my writing and I’m ecstatic that I am reaching those targets one word at a time without obsessing about time or speeds.
This past week I also did something I wasn’t sure I could do, despite the fact that I had done it in the past many times: use random or semi-random prompts and ideas and come up with stories on the spot. I did that without caring for perfection and details, saving my creative energy for that which mattered, which was writing down the vague idea into a short story with a beginning, a middle, and an end, trusting my inner writer to deliver that which my conscious mind had the tendency to doubt.
I’ve decided I will be finishing all my weekly gratitude posts with music, because it feels as if one cannot be grateful enough for such a beautiful gift. So it feels like the correct thing to do is to share with you some of the music I love and keep doing that. This week it’s Between Worlds by Roger Subirana.
This post is part of the Celebrate the Small Things blog hop hosted by Lexa Cain. Thank you so much for reading. What are you celebrating this week? Let me know by leaving your thoughts in the comments section.