Detour: pavement ends

Sometimes the best thing to do is to admit that one simply cannot continue on the road they had chosen. This sign indicates 'pavement has ended' and I chose it simply because for the first time since beginning to write this blog, I have started over three times, each time choosing a new

image with the idea that if I changed the image, the words would begin to line up correctly. Or, that's how it has always happened before.

Not today. Today, I simply cannot get my ideas and my words to line up politely: they are behaving like children who are resistant to adult admonitions and insist on running around like ... well, like children.

So, I'm going to let them run themselves into exhaustion while I bake some morning glory muffins. I am to bake because what I know is that my connection to the part of myself that writes: my authentic/essential self has somehow gotten short-circuited and to get the circuits working I need to do something completely different.

I'm going to bake Morning Glory muffins because it is a recipe that calls for lots of grating and chopping as it requires two cups each of zucchini, carrots and apples. Preparing the ingredients by chopping and grating as well as mixing in several other elements will allow my mind and my body to be actively engaged in a creative project. In my experience that is the recipe for reconnecting the parts of self: actively engage both the body and the mind in a creative project and the short-circuiting parts will quite naturally withdraw.

So, I'm off to the grocery store for buttermilk - it is a very healthy recipe - with the intention that in a couple hours my house will smell wonderful and whatever the conflict is within my creative self will have been soothed. My intention is to enjoy those muffins and get up tomorrow ready to share my experience, strength and hope.