Writing remains for me a way of problem solving. My reminding myself (in the act of writing) that I activated the reptilian brain in giving these two incidents press has greatly relieved my anxiety.
I have hopped off the carousel but am still wondering—do all nonprofits have detractors? And would we have any if I was a saint? I hate interacting with non-appreciative readers. And I hate being blamed for things that I did not do.
My inner voice just said to me, “Well Alys, you are now in the wrong business.” Seems like my inner voice is smarter than I am.
My inner voice remains quiet when I’m writing. Today I began working on the next partnership example – that of our combined Christmas Silent Auction, held last December. I am relieved, I didn’t remember much but as I wrote salient details came back to me.
We are getting ready to go horse trekking tomorrow. I will get my hour of writing in. Yes, indeedy.
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