So I woke up this morning, late again, I was all ready to blog and YIKES, I have no thoughts. Nothing, Nada, Zip, Zilch. Not a clue as what to write about.
I suppose I could write about my trip to the Workhouse in Lorton and how cool that was. I could write about the show I am doing this weekend and my slight angst about it. I could write about how wonderful it was to talk to two dear friends yesterday and how much that meant to me. I could even write about one of the thousand questions that flit through my mind everyday. But I don't know what I would say about any of those things, soooo, I am left with nothing.
And nothing is ok, it's like an empty space in our lives, a blank page. A space were we can discover. Discover what? New ideas, old ideas, solutions, goals, connections, our creative source, plans, and nothing. Like a pitcher that is filled there is but one flavor and no room for more. But and empty pitcher has so much room and can hold endless possibilities
So today I write about nothing and yet in that nothing I have discovered everything. So the next time you awake with no thoughts and no ideas, celebrate that nothing because who know what you might find inside.
Happy Friday,
Beckie
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