This week, #SoulfulSunday is all about random musings from the week gone by! The nameless moments of mundane living, a few reflections and a revelation, worth making a note of…
The week went by in a blur.
I did everything that was expected of me and yet, a certain sense of gloom enveloped me for the most part of the week as if there was nothing wonderful or inspiring to lift my sagging spirits and cheer me on to my goals. Creatively speaking, I was unproductive. Despite my best efforts, by the middle of the week, I was unable to thwart the flow of negative thoughts from taking over my mind. By Friday, I was in the grips of a strange feeling of apathy towards everything. Thankfully, the feeling didn’t last long enough to mellow me down or push me further low.
As quiet mornings made their way into hot summer afternoons, I felt the heat and the humidity seep into my being. The weather at this time is usually harsh so on most days, as the day progressed, I kept the curtains drawn and stayed away from the direct heat. The dark confines of the rooms did enough to sustain my energy levels. When the afternoons got hotter, I couldn’t do without a short mid-afternoon nap to recharge myself.
A few hours of rest is unusual for me but on Friday, when I found myself extremely inert, I knew there was just one thing that I really needed to replenish my waning energy levels. Restful sleep came to my rescue and I was grateful that I had the time and opportunity to put my feet up for a few solid hours.
There was one thing though, that I forgot to mention—every day I felt a nagging thought within me, almost a silent reminder telling me that I had relegated my artwork on the back burner for close to four weeks and that it wasn’t the right thing to do. I knew I’d have to bring it back to the fore. Maybe, even better, try and build it into my daily routine, like exercise and meditation. I promised myself I had to do it. Along with the other thing as well—my daily writing practice, which had been tossed aside since I had to fit in an hour-long workout every morning! It’s crazy how our priorities keep getting shuffled week on week. So much to do within those morning hours before the house is up with the usual cacophony.
Catching up with the friends yesterday over one of our longest chat sessions turned out to be much-needed and totally therapeutic!
Ad yet, despite that, all through the week, I had this one constant feeling…of not being at home with myself; of something very essential to my spirit being amiss as if I was in a space that wasn’t really mine. Later, this morning, it dawned on me, perhaps, all week, while I did my best to attend to every chore and my ever-increasing to-do list, I hadn’t truly ‘lived’ as a creative being at all!
That, dear reader, was the revelation!
Now tell me, how did your week go? And what are your plans for the coming week?
Written as part of our #SoulfulSunday freewriting exercise—a concept ideated by Vinitha, Shilpa and yours truly.