Let me put my cards on the table—for me, it’s not about writer’s block (fortunately, I don’t experience it too often). It’s quite the opposite. Not having enough time to write or blog, both of which are near and dear to my heart, is the “block”, that blasted barrier. The having-minimal-time factor is a valid reason, and an exasperating one. Hence, the sense that the cards are stacked against me.
There are moments when many of us feel the cards are stacked against us. It could be something beyond our control—an external element or force (like time)—or something we’ve brought upon ourselves, inadvertently or otherwise.
When that happens, we can let it get us down . . . drag us down . . . give up completely . . . or say [scream!] “to hell with it, enough already”. And then do something about it. Or, at the very least, not allow it to become a discouraging or demoralizing influence.
Maybe we can’t leave a job to pursue a dream or goal—not yet anyway. Maybe we can’t turn a blind eye to someone who needs us. But maybe we can declare, “This is the way it has to be right now, but this isn’t how it has to be forever.”
It’s been nearly two years since I started this blog. The plans to develop and expand for 2018 didn’t happen. Those same plans for 2019 may not transpire, either. I can look at it as a glass-half-empty kind of gal (as I have been) or view it from a glass-half-full perspective. I prefer the latter.
Yes, it’s hard to put on a new hat, but not impossible. If you can’t afford to buy a new one, rummage through the closet. Dollars to donuts you’ll find one there. Put it on. View yourself from different angles; at least one will prove fetching.
When it feels as if those cards are stacked against you, reshuffle the deck. Play that last card. Play a new hand. Nothing is ever as impossible, or unattainable, as you think. It’s always within scope . . . within grasp . . . within hand. The winning hand.
It truly is in the cards, my friends.