J is for Jounaling Sumthin’: A-to-Z Challenge

For years I wrote religiously every day in my journal, writing exercises if nothing came to mind, a la Natalie Goldberg.  Committing to the A-to-Z Challenge (on 3 blogs) reminded me of that: there is something joyful in discipline chosen to move your life along.  Blogging has replaced some of my journaling, especially when I write it raw, getting the thoughts down and seeing where they will go, titling it, “Journaling Sumthin'” — and here goes, raw writing.

OUTSIDE LOOKING IN BANNEROf late, I am a bit blue, and this is in part due to what is happening in our country politically and environmentally, loss of hope, deaths around me, disconnection, friends from afar, moving slower.  I long for the stamina to work 20 hours and get 3 hours sleep, moving a project along in a frenzy.   My stamina is no longer there for 16 hour days and frenzy feels a bit like a plod.  I consider naps around 3pm every day, and the sofa in our office calls my name.

My 3am sleeplessness has not changed.  I used to take advantage of it, and get up to roam and work on creative projects.  While I vow to stay off the computer during the wee hours (electronics seem to stimulate your brain differently) I can crochet or knit, and have taken to sketching with Mitchell asleep by my side.  Unfortunately this may mean sketching from imagination, from a photo dimly lit, or whatever may be peeking from covers: hands, feet, tail (cats not Mitchell’s.)  Sharing these early morning images will be difficult, as they are silly or too personal, and my bed-mates may object (Jai won’t put his paw-print on a release form.)

A chair I painted.

A chair I painted.

And there are other changes:

  • We need to take more time off from working in our year to rejuvenate our stamina.
  • I am woefully out of shape from the arthritis, and it is time to painfully begin to move my keister for my overall health.
  • I have come to grips with not having a consistent large painting space, and so instead of saying “when” I am saying “small and now.”  Working smaller means a station behind my office workspace, where I can sketch in the middle of the day if time permits.  Changes, moving from acrylic to watercolors and pens and watercolor crayons and pencils.
  • Diet: I can’t eat everything anymore without consequences.  Thank god/dess I can eat hot peppers, onions and garlic — but wheat and diary (unless sheep or goat), and salty crunchy (I am a salty-crunchy addict) is O-U-T.

Okay, that’s, it, Journaling Sumthin’!


About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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10 Responses to J is for Jounaling Sumthin’: A-to-Z Challenge

  1. I’m sorry you’re not feeling up to par, but I am glad to hear you are adapting your creative ways to the space you have. Maybe once you get going in that you’ll start to feel better. Have to recharge those batteries somehow!

  2. Sammy D. says:

    Katie – sorry your arthritis is interfering. Many of us are with you on same journey – can no longer accomplish 4-5 activities in 16 hour days, culling to 1 or 2 followed by nap or quiet time. I have always been an athlete and adamant about my daily workouts, and now find it hard to work up the enthusiasm to get out the door even though I know that MOVING is the most important thing to keep me healthy. My diet has, of necessity, become more restrictive too, but I definitely feel better when I behave in the eating department! No solace, probably, to know you’re not alone. Nevertheless, we’re here with you. Sammy and Hub

    • zenkatwrites says:

      There is solace — otherwise I would feel like I was diseased, not just simply dis-eased. Diet solves MOST arthritic ills, and I am happy to have that as a possiblity instead of teh terrible meds so many go on . . . Thansk to you and HUB!

  3. susanissima says:

    “…frenzy feels a bit like a plod.” Yep, know the feeling and that it will pass. You’re doing an overwhelming amount of stuff, Kate. Does doing nothing feel like wasting time? Is keeping it moving bliss? So hard to turn off the tape for a while. In the last couple of days, I’ve felt the plod, too. Written 3 poems on insomnia. Thinking about doing an anthology on that 2,3 a.m. dance with Erato…art, poems, memoir, flash fiction. Interested?

    • zenkatwrites says:

      YES, I definitely have that 3am dance with Erato! Interested!

      • susanissima says:

        Cool. I’ve been writing poems on insomnia (3 so far), did one watercolor, and have been talking to people. There sure are a lot of us. Anyhow, I’ll be collecting stuff for a while, Katie, so if you have something on the subject and want to shoot it my way that would be awesome. I’m gonna do it black and white, for the ink of the night. Don’t have time to think more about it right now, but it’s gonna happen, for sure. Today at another poetry reading, I asked everyone in my path if they had insomnia and, no kidding, at least 80% did and they all shoot awake between 2 and 3 with a head full of poetry, characters talking to them, a piece of setting or plot, or a drawing that wants to be made. 🙂

        • zenkatwrites says:

          Interesting. Apparently 3am is governed by the lung meridian. Breathe. . . How about Blue-black and white? (Gotta sneak some color in!)

          • susanissima says:

            That would work and I prefer some blue, but think about the printing cost of adding blue. Dang! In a perfect world, indigo and white would do. Unless you know away around money, around the color issue which, of course, I need to start thinking about, though that little problem is just a hurdle. This book is gonna happen one way or another, girlfriend! Today, someone asked me about submission guidelines. There’s another sumpthin’ to consider. Hugs.

          • zenkatwrites says:

            Damn that pesky thing called money.

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