A Tiny Spark

After my dip on Friday, I had a chilled weekend which is just what I needed, filling the time doing the things I enjoy and spending time with close family, with no agenda. And it made a change to my mood. A small spark of inspiration for my own going novel (which I haven’t looked at in months), reading good books and crafting, it all made a real difference, putting me in a better place to begin the week ahead, and go into work. A shift in mind-set.

 

Whilst I have embraced working from home, at quite a surprise for me at least, things are beginning to change for me once again as my team begin going back into the office for one day a week. Initially I was a little nervous  and wasn’t sure how I felt returning on a more regular basis. But once there, I surprised myself once more again with how I feel about it. It felt good to be back on campus, albeit very quiet as the students have not yet returned and the majority of staff continue to work from home. But I worked better, achieved more and felt happy to be there. I realised what I was missing now. Whilst being at home has its advantages  of course, I know that being in the office does too, something I’d forgotten about when we were there all the time.  I’ve missed that sense of belonging somewhere and I’ve found that again, just by being back there. Long term, I still see my future somewhere else, but for now I can at least find something to hold onto. And being in on a Monday each week might, and I say might, just help me have a slightly better mind set in terms of the rest of the week, who knows? Its early days, and as is normally the case for me, things may change but I’m taking each positive as I find it. (and I got my PC fixed, so another small win!)

 

A tiny spark. Sometimes it can be just enough to help you out of a darker place, and help you to move forward slowly, in whatever way you let it. For me, the fact that I’m thinking about writing again is uplifting, as I’ve been struggling a lot with whether to carry on. I don’t yet know where it is going, but I know I at least want to have a go at following that spark of inspiration, see where it takes me. Something else its made me realise too, is just how much pressure I put on myself. If the weekend showed me anything, its that I can just be. Take time out to read a book, and just enjoy doing the things I like. I don’t have to have a plan all the time. The best days happen when there isn’t one, and I’m learning that now. Take the time to see that spark and watch it grow.