September 4, 2019
I am in such a rut. In the last week I’ve started no fewer than a dozen posts, none of which have seen the light of day. Er, blog. Do you ever have those times when there is so much swirling in your brain that to finish a sentence is a triumph? That’s me now.
Politics is strangling me. Every fucking day there is so much to digest that it becomes impossible to even swallow. Concentration camps. A raving lunatic running the county. Climate urgency. I try to step back and take a teeny little bite off but even that gets to be too much. I tell myself it’s ok to be unfocused. To need time to process it all. But that feels like a cop out and ultimately, I just feel like a failure.
So this is me, addressing the struggle. After leaving my corporate job, I feel a responsibility to contribute and yet I can’t always accomplish anything that feels like a contribution. So I will exist. I will be a person. For the moment, that’s what I can do.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
dawnhalloran 
I am going through the same thing, creatively. Forgetting to live and create from the inside out. Allowing myself to be inundated from what is happening on the outside and having it overwhelm my in. Try not to be so hard on yourself. Maybe a little Tsunami prevention. There’s a bounty of stimulation from the outside washing over you, so much so, it can cause our heads to spin. And, of course as creative and active a mind as you have, it wants to react to everything. Slow down, breathe. Create a space for what is emerging from within you and allow it to connect and create. Do it for yourself. Don’t worry about us… we’ll be reading it!
peace, love and hugs
-brother phil
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