You may kill a fire. And everything you know falls to dust and ash. Yet the remarkable treasure in this seemingly hopeless pile, is hidden deep within. The burning embers incarnate the perpetual desire to go from spark to flame.Akilnathan Logeswaran
I went to an impromptu writing meeting tonight. Nothing went right. The mall closed when I arrived, and my friend and I had to walk around the building to get to the Starbucks on the other side. Mind you, it’s still Summer in Arizona, meaning it’s still in the 90s. We reach the Starbucks to find that it closes in 20 minutes.
So, we grab iced coffee and sit outside, ignoring the heat as the warm evening closes in.
My goal tonight was to work on a list of upcoming posts I want to do in the near future. You know, resurrect this blog? Much like I’ve had to resurrect much of my life since the divorce. Sometimes, life buries us in ashes. We must rise above these, rise above the wounds, and carry on. It’s been a hard lesson for me to learn, but one I think I’ve finally learned nonetheless.
I opened this site to see when I last posted a Friday Muse – my once-weekly writing shorts – and was both surprised and disappointed to find I haven’t written anything new here since June of 2017. The only other two posts since then were in regards to my divorce, which ironically enough is why I haven’t written.
I was disappointed, yes, but moreso sad. Since I was eleven, writing has been my passion. My muse has always been my comfort in dark times. Yet, as I sat here staring at the June 2017 date, I realized I had betrayed my best friend.
My divorce has been painful, yes, and writing was there to comfort me, but I wouldn’t let it. I pushed it away like I did a great many other things in my life. I realized tonight that it’s time I change that.
I’ll have a new Friday Muse piece for everyone this Friday. And expect weekly posts from me from this point on. It’s time to come out of those ashes and recover the better part of me that has been buried underneath the ash.