There are weeks when I’m organized regarding my blog writings, where I’ve considered what I want to say in advance and have the outlines, or fully written paragraphs, for the posts. And then there are weeks (this one for example) where I’m winging it daily as appointments and/or life get in the way of smooth writing (if there is such a thing). 

Since I want to practice what I preach (not preach exactly), I choose to stay in the moment, with the uncertainty, observing myself and the words that make it onto this page. I did write a short outline yesterday but I’m scrapping it because I’m not feeling it. We all go through moments, days, weeks (?) when we aren’t as focused, or managing our time as competently, as we would like. We don’t always admit this to others (thinking it makes us look weak, stupid, add whatever word fits). Sometimes we can’t even admit it to ourselves. I’m admitting it. I am forced to pull more deeply on my consciousness, because I am unable to rely on (today) what usually gets me through (organization and responsible pre-planning). 

The point? We are human, with all that entails. Our brilliance and our misconceptions, our directness and our meanderings, our confidences and our uncertainties. Who among us can say with any authority that one way will ultimately bring better rewards, more happiness? We will see what resonates tomorrow but for now, I do believe I like it this way.