Trusting the Process

Yesterday was spent in silence. Silence nurtures my soul and frees my mind from useless clutter. Silence allows me to hear in the depths the Divine Whisper. Sitting in the sun, soaking in the rays, I enjoyed clarity of thought around several writing projects. I was reminded that if I trust the process, the process will be proven trustworthy. I am fairly disciplined about my writing process: the research, thinking and the actual writing. Life gets in the way; I can get anxious. Yet, in the end, the writing project emerges as life intended it. I am experiencing congruency and synchronicity around a fiction/non-fiction project, both on the beguines.

Little Resurrections Everywhere

Ego strength. Trusting my ability to connect with the process and the fodder that feeds the process. Embracing the many expressions of beauty - beautifully crafted words, thought-provoking ideas, sculpture and painting, nature, music, sunrises and sunsets, theater - that nurtures and supports my creative process. Words of encouragement and even words of critique meant to keep me on course. These and more are needed to continue and flourish in such a solitary process.

A fiction project was rejected after initial indications of interest. I ponder if it needs further work or continue to search for a home. I do not take this personally. The novel will find a home if it's meant to be.

I am currently working on a non-fiction project on the beguines, a fascinating and little-known movement of women in medieval and early modern times. Created at the request of a publisher, I delight in the creative process of a sounding board (i.e.: editor) who is as passionate about the subject as I. Due in November for a Fall 2010 publication date.

Hope and creative possibility keeps me going.