The sun is playing hide and seek these days. A little lethargic and a little unwilling to fight through the clouds. A little like me.
September is proving to be a difficult month. I have no motivation and my creative juices are simply not flowing despite hours spent thinking on my desk (and in bed, while waiting for sleep to come). Even getting through this post is harder than usual. The ‘Backspace’ key is on cloud nine.
Two weeks ago, I was nominated for the #GSlist tag by Enette, the rules being to create a list of 10 things that make you happy. Maybe this nomination was timely and I was too blind to realise how helpful it might be.
So here it is. If the sun won’t shine, I will simply make it.
10 things that make me happy:
- The thought of going home in 10 days. The airport doors sliding open and my mum, beaming amongst the crowd. That hug, the first one after several months of virtual love. The blast of summer heat when we step outside, or the crisp winter air – depending on the season I am visiting. The drive home and the Balkans, standing tall in the background, overlooking Sofia like a mindful parent. And then our house. The blossoming tulips or the snow-covered path. And my grandparents, smiling from the porch, arms wide open.
- Waking up in the early morning… drawing the curtains and squinting at the sun beating down on my face, shamelessly. Making a coffee, breathing in the delicate aroma of Columbian coffee beans and watching as the steam unfurls from the cup. Sitting on the sofa, already warmed by the sun and taking in my morning-in-a-cup with a smile.
- When my shuffle knows exactly the way I feel.
- That precious moment when you come up with a fantastic idea… for your writing project, so fantastic in fact that you must stop whatever it is you’re doing in order to write it down and watch it unfold on paper.
- Stumbling upon a street piano and feeling the urge to sit and let my fingers go crazy.
- The idea of a quiet evening at home with my partner. A funny movie we may or may not have seen before and a bottle of rosé in the fridge. A set of brushes and a glass jar waiting to be painted. It has been a while since I last painted on glass.
- A sense of clarity. This one is hard to explain but the need for it is very urgent these days. You must know the feeling – it is neither an epiphany nor a stroke of genius that may lose its novelty but rather a lasting feeling, as comforting as a hot chocolate and as clear as mountain air.
- The idea of snow. Yes, I am a child at heart. A hopeless romantic who still remembers Hyde Park in the snow and is crossing fingers and toes to see it again one day.
- Flying over the Alps. Almost worth paying for a window seat (but no, I am not that stubborn.)
- Memories of my childhood in Morocco. I know it’s dangerous to bask in the past but it would be a lie not to acknowledge how much I miss it. Maybe I miss it all, or maybe I just miss the idea of it. I guess I am ending my list with a bittersweet number 10. How very me.And a bonus one: flipping through photo albums.
I’m now supposed to nominate another 5 blogs but please, don’t make me. All I can say is how fruitful this has been and how much lighter it can make you feel, whether you feel blue or not. So should you decide to do it, let me know how it went.
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I was interested to see your comment about snow because I was looking at a photograph in another blog earlier today that featured a picture of a wild cactus covered in snow! It made me realize how just about everything looks better with a bit of snow on top of it.
Anyway, I enjoyed the post. I hope you get your blogging “buzz” back soon. :)
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Loved these!
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Don’t despair. Inspiration comes and goes like the ebb and flow of the tides. You have so much to offer. If you ever want to talk, email me (gwmatthews@rocketmail.com). Think of me as your antidote. By the way, I love the glass jars. If you remember, I commented on them when I first “met” you.
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I think I will email you in the next couple days… Thank you for being here, I do need an antidote.
Yes I remember now. :)
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Good 😄I’ll look forward to hearing from you.
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A lovely revealing list. Bittersweet is a very honest ending, given how you feel, which is not to be easily sidestepped, despite life’s blessings. You are such a talented woman: a glass painter of great delicacy, I now discover, as well as a woman who writes beautifully, even when compiling a list. Your evocation of the return home, and of the morning coffee, I loved particularly.
For me, an unexpected happiness is having my 33 year old son living here again, and getting to know him in all his man’s strength of character and wisdom. It doesn’t hurt that he brings me coffee and orange juice in bed before he heads off to work!
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Thank you, Meg. Beginning the list wasn’t easy but by the end, I could’ve carried on which was a positive turnout.
Yours is so lovely. I can imagine the coffee in bed does help!
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I’m glad to see you did it and that it helped you. This is a really great list. :)
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Thank you, Enette. It really did help. :)
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Well, well, the juices started flowing after all. The list of the 10 items that make you happy is a perfect match with mine. Everyone should tape this list to their bed post for a daily moment of inspiration. Congratulations!
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You are right. Maybe we all need a daily reminder of those ‘happy moments’. I might follow your suggestion and print it out.
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Such a beautiful list! I loved all of these things. And number 3? I thought it was just me – glad to hear someone else’s shuffle can also know how they feel :-)
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Thanks, Helen! You should build your own, it is quite a therapeutic exercise. :)
Ah, the good shuffle. Sometimes I wonder HOW it knows!
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