When there's quiet between holiday celebrations you make that cafinated, heavily creamed coffee & write that story even if it's well after 9pm... At least that's what happens here. #thankful#goodlife#amwriting
Being ill hindered large quantities of writing & word counts for 2 days. However, as a NM resident, I am a green chile addict:have a full freezer full, & consumed mass quantities to get back on track. The wordsmith resumes her quest to write 50k words with 6 days to go. VERY thankful for the NM farmers who harvested the chile for me to consume and temporarily fix my addiction. New Mexico's Superfood: 10 Amazing Health Benefits to Justify your Green Chile Addiction http://bit.ly/2jZb0RN
I’ve finally learned that silence is okay. Silence isn’t bad. I used to think silence was the equivalent of hatred or dislike. And perhaps sometimes, passive aggressively, it is. But there’s so much empowerment in believing the good. We all have the power to think what we want to think, of course... but I’m brought to TEARS with how desperately I wish certain relationships to heal. And I’m at the stage in my life where I honestly will forever choose to have a soft heart towards everyone I’ve been blessed to have in my life. Of course there are people who I struggle to connect with. And there are people who I want to connect with more. And then there are the people who I will forever be kindred spirits with. But it’s moments like this—whether it’s staring at the sunset, out your window as it snows, at a text—hoping your loved one will respond, at the crackling fire, at the clock as it softly ticks, or at the road with the radio turned off, that you welcome the silence. Because when you’re at peace with yourself, you’re not afraid of your own thoughts. Everything is... still. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. Okay. .