Yes, I had caught the virus of blogging lethargy. My immune system must have been really weak to have caught the virus so early on; and by early I mean after writing four posts!
Its not that I have not been writing all this while. I have penned down several poems and have been writing a lot on my iPhone notes. But the ‘blogethargy‘ virus had found a nice cozy home (read expansive mansion) inside my bloodstream, and despite the nudges and jolts from my conscience and from my husband, I speedily surrendered to the inertia. Talk about oxymorons!
Then one fine day in Barcelona where I had gone to exhibit my paintings, I lost my iPhone. I did manage to magically recover all my writings, but that incident was like a strong antibiotic shot for my virus. Ahem, did I mention that this happened in December 2016? Yes, eight months ago! As they say “old viruses die hard”. I truly believe that everything is a process, yes, even the split second decisions of our lives. Except that in this case my split second was eight months long.
Nonetheless, what is important is that I have finally decided to commit to being a “regular” blogger. As you might have noticed, I am keeping it a little vague here. Well, it’s so that I can come to my own defence when my commitment is judged at a gunpoint! It’s called self-preservation you know.
My time so far in Munich has been my stint as an explorer. What have I explored? I have explored the obscure, unknown but mostly hidden territories within myself. And boy, there were some! I have unlearned some, re-learned some and often done both in that order.
I pushed myself beyond my comfort zone as a part of many of these unlearning and re-learning pursuits, and this has caused me to suffer embarrassment, pain, hurt, guilt and sometimes self-imposed ridicule, but I enjoyed every bit of it. Each of these small leaps deserve a mention, and mention I will, in my subsequent blogs.
Munich has given me so many of my “Firsts”. Each giving me a sense of amour propre, exhilaration and most importantly a sense of liberation. I realised that these tiny, and apparently insignificant, liberations are enough to unshackle the mind from its own captivity…slowly, one knot at a time.
I am energised and looking forward to sharing more with you…after all I am a recovering Blogethargic !