I declare today Whinging Day...wanna join me?
Sorry, been feeling frustrated lately. I think this month has been very hard for a lot of people (argh, understatement) and there's been a lot of bad feeling surging around for a while. I don't know why it's affecting me today especially.
Write from the bottom of whatever you’re currently standing in. Write from anger or frustration, write from grief, write from joy.
Writing is like meditation to me, although finding my centre in this case makes for a very different journey. To be perfectly honest, most of the time I write from a bitching centre. I reach deep into myself and find the whining, puling, selfish inner child, the one who just wants to moan whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy??? And but I waaaaaaaant it, why aren’t you paying ATTENNNTION to MEEEE????
You don’t have to be calm to write. Sometimes it helps me not to be calm. Where do I find this bitchy crybaby inside myself? When I was a child I was definitely not like this. It grew in me like a cancer over decades, seething at the back of my brain every time I was frustrated or upset and especially when I was angry and unhappy and stubbornly refusing to admit it. The whining child is entitlement. It is unreason. It is our un-unleashed inner tantrum. And yes, goddammit, un-unleashed is too a word and you’re not stopping me from using it IF I WANT. So there.
Hey, here's an idea. Feel like complaining about something but ashamed to post it on your own blog and have to look at it every day? Stick it here. Go on, get it out :)
Write from the bottom of whatever you’re currently standing in. Write from anger or frustration, write from grief, write from joy.
Writing is like meditation to me, although finding my centre in this case makes for a very different journey. To be perfectly honest, most of the time I write from a bitching centre. I reach deep into myself and find the whining, puling, selfish inner child, the one who just wants to moan whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy??? And but I waaaaaaaant it, why aren’t you paying ATTENNNTION to MEEEE????
You don’t have to be calm to write. Sometimes it helps me not to be calm. Where do I find this bitchy crybaby inside myself? When I was a child I was definitely not like this. It grew in me like a cancer over decades, seething at the back of my brain every time I was frustrated or upset and especially when I was angry and unhappy and stubbornly refusing to admit it. The whining child is entitlement. It is unreason. It is our un-unleashed inner tantrum. And yes, goddammit, un-unleashed is too a word and you’re not stopping me from using it IF I WANT. So there.
Hey, here's an idea. Feel like complaining about something but ashamed to post it on your own blog and have to look at it every day? Stick it here. Go on, get it out :)