Gratitude for Writing as an Emotional Release - Kathleen Kroll's Blog

I never know what I'm going to write until my fingers touch the keyboard.  There's an electricity between the power of touch and those little black keys that unlocks my neurons or whatever.   Then my guts spill their creaminess over the keyboard.  They unlock the white matter whose secrets otherwise stay hidden.  It's so Freudian, I know.

My sleep has been restless since Christmas... My ex's eyes bore into my dreams and disturb my peace.  Finally, I arose in the early hours and touched my fingers to the keyboard.  Perhaps the text will be the stuff of a poem at some point.  All I really know is that this release allowed me to sleep peacefully, through church hours, until mid-morning.  So today I'm grateful for writing as an emotional release - a therapy.  

A week from today, my husband and I will be close enough to the ocean that we can hear its lapping sound as we rest in the arms of Morpheus. In the morning, we will know the timbre of the day.  Are the waves roaring?  Has there been a storm?  Will the cormorants be gathered on the rock, staying close and protective.  Or will we strain to hear its gentle lapping?  Will there be fair skies? 

Are you a Poldark fan?  I found a fan website.  The creator writes poetry.  It's worth visiting.  I love the Poldark setting as much as the plot and characters.   I'm resolving to read the book series.   There seems to  be a romantic synchroniciity to living on the coast while reading Poldark.  I'll let you know if the book series lives up to my imagination.

It's been a while since I posted.  My mind roams over the last few days.   Have any of you read Goddesses Never Age by Dr Christiane Northrup?  It's a smorgasbord of wholistic medicine.  Of course, she addresses the physical but goes beyond.     A take away from our book discusson is the emphasis on defining aging for myself -- whether it's how I dress or how I think of aging or spiritual or emotional needs. It's not explosively new information but well thought out.  lt also gives women permission to put ourselves firs.t   We explored the question of how much we owe our community, church and family etc in retirement?  Many came away feeling less guilt about using retirement to develop personal talents.

There have been surprises.   Two boxes arrived in the mail from my sister-in-law and brother, an early birthday present. My brother made the superhuman effort, since his stroke,  to sign the card.   I was so touched not just by the presents but by the upbeat birthday message.  My sister remembered me early too.  Our relationship is fraught with ups and downs.  We are such different personalities. 

My middle daughter and I are connecting on a different level... I've been texting her the daily meditations of Henri Nouwen and they are opening doors to conversation.  For this, I'm so grateful!!