I am going for a swim in the sea of creativity. Anyone want to join me?

If you can’t see the bright side to life … polish the dull side!

I encountered this as I was doing my daily dose of avoiding life on one of my FB addictions. The universe has a way of sneaking up on you and slapping you upside the head when you least expect it. And usually with good reason! So I see this quote and suddenly everything gets brighter. As if the universe’s bitch slap finally knocked off some blinders that I have been willfully holding to my eyes.

I have been stagnating for several years now. At first I hid away because I was totally disgusted with the mores of our society, and had no clue how to make myself fit into it any more. And once I found peace with myself, and was ready to reemerge, a whole series of circumstances beyond my control “conspired” to hold me where I was. I am a firm believer in  one always being where one needs to be when one needs to be there, and this proved no different. Because despite my frequent complete dissatisfaction with the situation, I needed to be here.

My being here made it possible for my parents to weather the difficulties that resulted when my dad succumbed to Alzheimer’s. It made it possible for me to survive and recover from the heart attack that I was destined to have. It made it possible for me to help my sister through her own medical difficulties. And it immersed me in the sea of creativity when before I was merely dipping my foot in.

Now it is time for me to move forward again. But there are still obstacles. I still have little respect for the society I live in. I am not a capitalist. In fact I kind of detest the whole idea. While I recognize money is a useful tool, so is a screwdriver. But if we viewed screwdrivers like we view money we would be wading in long metal occasionally rusty objects. It seems utterly ridiculous to me to struggle to get and then work at a pointless job that has a primary purpose of giving other people “screwdrivers”.

Don’t get me wrong. I am not lazy. Anyone who knows me knows perfectly well I will work my fingers to the bone for something I value. But working just for the sake of working and filling another’s pockets is not something I value. I tried looking for work today on monster.com and lasted all of ten minutes.

And that is when I got struck by lightning.

It seems I have a roof over my head, food in my belly, plenty of time to work with, and no debt. I also have a computer, electricity, and an internet connection. No conventional job really interests me. I love writing and rumor has it I am pretty good at it.

So I decided I am going to write a book.

I have been told by several I should. I also have sort of started a couple. But I always made excuses for why I won’t. I am no real writer. I have no discipline. I don’t know what to write. While all of these are actually true, they are just challenges to overcome, not reasons not to do something.

The hard part was to make a decision and set a goal. Now I just need to make it happen. Of course I still have no clue what I am going to write, but that is just a detail now. I will probably need all the help I can get. But again all just details.

The new adventure begins…