Think Again and Setting Myself on Fire.

 I don't have an expansive ocean view and my home doesn't rest high atop a hill overlooking the rolling vineyards. But from where I sit I can always see the sun and feel the warm presence of my creator. And yet, sometimes I get stuck. The fingers don't move along the keyboard. The thoughts aren't flowing from my brain to that pen.

So now what? I just do. I get up and change my perspective.

In kindergarten the teachers have a little trick they use to bring focus back to their students and (as Raffi would say) she let's them shake their sillies out. Shaking it up helps, but sometimes I need more.

I stop, drop and roll. I know that is what you are supposed to do when you are on fire, right? And that is exactly what I find that I need when I am stuck. 

Oh, and there is one more place to which I like to return when I find myself paralyzed. I try to remember what the source of my inspiration is.  When I can return to that place,  I can go back to my space like I am on fire and begin anew.