Regroup

A couple weeks ago it was raining here in Oklahoma City. I did my usual morning routine of an oatmeal breakfast cooked by man, a feeding for the baby, a long sleepy cuddle, and then the uncoordinated choreography that is getting out of the house to take Fox to daycare (without forgetting anything essential) and heading off to work (while trying to get my head in the game). I was feeling proud of myself for making it to work a good 25 minutes before a Skype meeting with a client when I managed to face plant into a muddy puddle in the parking lot at my office.

You see, I was stepping over a low slung chain that separates the parking lot from the building and my boot barely caught. As I was going down the world started moving in slow motion and I thought “Surely, not. No… wait… yes. This is happening.” So there I was laying in the mud, next to a commercial-sized dumpster, and I considered just not getting up. Ever. But I did, of course. I got up, went home, contemplated crying (but didn’t), changed, and still made it back to the office in time for my meeting.

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I accidentally fell off the face of the earth for a minute. And by “the earth” I mean this blog. I took a bit of time offline to regroup. I worked and I worked out. I took long walks. I meditated. I coached. I read. I cooked and ate dinner with friends. I unconditionally loved a tired and teary baby with my whole heart. I swam in the ocean and got kissed by the sun. I said yes more than I said no. I ate a powdered donut on national donut day (and didn’t even Instagram it). I did a little bit of thinking but mostly I did a whole lot of living.

It’s been a couple weeks since I’ve last posted and in that time I toyed with the idea of just not coming back. But when it comes down to it I believe in the power of blogging. My blog is like my magic wand for shaping not only who I am but who I want to be – I love that. But with blogging there is also a responsibility to vulnerability – a commitment to living out loud – and that’s not always easy. But here I am.

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When I’m coaching creatives who want to get in the swing of blogging I always tell them to just start where they are. I tell them that the first post doesn’t have to be totally spectacular. In fact, it really doesn’t matter. The important part is just hitting publish… because that first post is just the beginning. So here I am starting where I am – even if that is fresh out of a puddle of mud. It’s only been two weeks but this post here feels like a new beginning. More on that later… because right now the most important thing is hitting publish.