Monday, March 05, 2007
I'm a little late posting my blog this morning, because I didn't get around to doing it last night. After finishing a rough draft of a short story, I rewarded myself by reading a book—His Dark Desires by Jennifer St. Giles. Awesome, and I never guessed who the murderer was!
I find myself feeling much better this week about myself, my writing, and life in general. Why? Well, besides actually finding time to write this weekend, I had a great experience with the Playfriends and Maven Linda Winstead Jones on Friday night.
We called it a De-Funkify session (spelling here is completely subjective). We have all had some really crappy and/or disappointing experiences lately, and found ourselves slipping into a "Funk". You know, that depressed pessimistic outlook that colors everything gray (and occassionally black). So we knew we had to do something.
What? you ask. A secret, highly guarded ritual that if I told you about I'd then have to kill you-- Just kidding.
Actually, one thing that always helps me a lot is to talk. And we did. Got all those gripes and worries out before moving along to hair color, diets, and home life (not to mention the male species' illogical reactions to locking their keys in the house). I think women find solace in not dealing with life's frustrations alone and there's something therapeutic about talking. Maybe Counselor Shelley could tell us why.
What would a gab session be without food? We had some great stuff without totally blowing the diets, thus leading talk back to that subject...
Then we did something many of us have found very helpful—meditation. No, not the lotus position, uuummmmmm type of mediation, but some guided breathing and visualization exercises to calm and focus the mind.
And you know what? I think it worked. For the first time in weeks I feel lighter, more positive, and more focused. I managed to accomplish a lot this weekend. I'm viewing my life from a more honest perspective than I have in a while.
Could I have done this by myself? Probably. And I'm ashamed to say that I didn't take the steps I should have on my own. But you know what? Part of De-Funkifying is letting go of the guilt. :)
So, how do you de-funkify? When do you usually need it most? What's with the weird connection between women gathering together and food?