Last night at Writing Group, we wrote down our five-year plan. Where do you see yourself as a writer in five years? There’s a biblical basis for this truth–write down what you want to do, refer to it when needed, and keep working towards your goal. It’s in Habakkuk 2:2-3
Write down the vision. Write it plainly; details are good. It won’t happen today, but keep working (running) towards it, and it will happen in its appointed time. Keep moving towards the goal, no matter how slowly it seems to be happening. It will happen if you believe and don’t give up, and keep working.
I memorized this verse years ago, and I have written down things I would like to do, usually daily as a list of bullet points. Some things have been accomplished. I need to spend more time writing down in more detail exactly what I want. Of course, I have to figure out what I want first. In detail. That’s where I have my disconnect. I think the goals in my head are too big to actually write them on paper. Time for my notebook and offline computer, where I can write things down without sharing them.
One of my dreams is to be more organized. I was organized when I was younger. Somehow along the way life began to overwhelm me, and I seem to let the storms become apparent in my mess of papers and books all over. It might be a silent cry for help. Ha. I should write that vision. “To be organized, to have more bookshelves, to have a better, cleaner, writing space.” Or something.
I filed the papers today so that the owner of the dog who attacked Bailey will receive a warning and a fine from the town. He will also be paying Bailey’s vet bill. Since Bailey’s dog attack, I drift off to sleep seeing that bull dog’s head. I’ve had a few nightmares where I am stuck in situations and can’t get out. But I can’t blame that all on the dog; I’ve had them most of my life. He just didn’t help the matter. Do you have nightmares?
Bailey is healing, for those who have asked. I have an appointment with my therapist tomorrow to delve into this whole affair, and why it triggered a trauma memory of something that happened 30 years ago. Good times.
I hope everyone has a great weekend.
We have lots of snow here!