If you’re wondering where I’ve been for the last few weeks, picture something like this:
Yeah, its been a pretty intense few weeks at work as we transition to an entirely new and electronic system of charting and documenting. I will spare you the gory details; just know that I have missed This Front Porch and the good times I have hanging out with you!
I’ve also come to learn just what a toll stress takes. Sure there are the bags under the eyes, the sheer dread of Monday, the neck tension and the realization that your shoulders now stay up by your ears all by themselves, and the fantasies of calling in sick…so you can catch up on all your paperwork. Wait, WHAT?!? I believe this last one is the most deranged symptom of Hyper-Stress Syndrome, or HSS (something I’ve totally made up but am thinking of nominating for the DSM V).
All amusement aside I have also discovered that my creativity quickly goes on lockdown when I am overwhelmed by stress. As you can see, I haven’t written anything new for quite some time–partly for lack of time but mostly for lack of creative inspiration. I have continued to nourish my creative side attending weekly Open Mic at Tia Chucha’s, but my ability to produce thoughtful, witty, engaging, inspiring, and provocative combinations of words has suffered severely.
I’m going to try desperately to revive this part of me and get back to my semi-regular writing routine. Its what I call CPR: Creative Process Rescue. This means that no matter what, I will commit one hour a day to something creative whether cooking, reading, crocheting, writing, photography, drawing, dancing or a combination of several. This is a vital part of who I am and who I enjoy being and sadly, it usually is the first to be sacrificed.
So here is to new attempts at old challenges!
Email/Comments Assignment: How about you? How do you maintain your “non-professional” parts of yourself? Whether its creative, industrious, physical, heady…how do you keep a discipline of investing in such activities and outlets even in the midst of the most stressful and strenuous times?


This weekend I had several awesome conversations with people I know about my dream and about dreams in general. So many times these conversations serve as an opportunity to keep my passion alive and current regarding my dream. This is so vital as many times our dreams are years–even decades–in the making. Furthermore, these conversations not only provide well needed dream nourishment but they usually generate the sharing of rich resources and insight. One of my conversations this weekend yeilded this resource: 