Think of It As Therapy

Thinking about "it"

Sitting down just now, I realized I had nothing to say.  Some might think that is not a bad thing.  Sometimes there is nothing to say.  Sometimes just being quiet is a good thing...a very good thing.  Sometimes saying something when nothing would be said would be the better choice is just foolhearty or even harmful.  So when this happens, I take my forefinger and my thumb and I gently pinch my lips together and wait for the urge to pass.  Sometimes this works.  Sometimes it doesn't.

The above method works when talking with someone.  Of course, I don't usually have that problem.  I can be quiet, even silent, when need be or, truly, when I don't know what to say.  When I don't want to talk, I don't talk.  And it is that simple...most of the time.  And it gets easier as I get older.  Silence, you see, is indeed golden.

But then there is the writing bit.  I love to write.  For me, it is probably like the talker who loves to talk.  Yakety yakety yak.  Some folks love to chat it up good, not that there's anything wrong with that.  A good conversation is the lifeblood of relationships.  But writing is at times more deliberate.  It takes thinking, or so one would presume.  It takes intentionally sitting down with pen and paper or keyboard and laptop and connecting mind to fingers to paper or screen.  You would think the delay would prevent guffaws, but it does not always.  And the more I write, the easier it seems to just flow.  And, as with talking, there may be nothing wrong with that.

So I have to think of it as therapy.  It is where I can just blah blah blah and yadda yadda yadda and lo and behold, it often makes some sense.  Now that is a good thing.  Therapy.  The written word is my way of working it out.  Fortunately, if you are still reading this, you may even get it: that it is therapy for me and fun and play and good practice for when I get it all together, put it all in a book and go on Oprah, Good Morning America or Ellen.  Yes, this is good therapy.  Maybe I have hit on the next great flash in the pan reality of the season inspirational and motivational theory!

Yep, think of it as therapy...not just mine, but yours too.  Wonder where it will really lead us?