10 minutes

New Years Resolutions have never played a role in this life. I sit, I ponder, and ultimately, I pass.

This year, as I tried to make my argument for time - i thought i would take action instead of longing and then debating and then defeating.

So, on the top of my list was to take 10 minutes each day to write. I am not sure what will come of it, but I will give myself at least 10 minutes, if not more. No crying babies, no child by my side, waiting quitely and patiently for mommy to be done with her 'selfish deed,' and no agenda but to write.

I have been asked to be a guest writer on another blog and that is where most of my writing will take place. Second on the list is piano lessons. at 7:15 this evening, I made my way to my children's piano teacher and slowly plunked away at the keys. Elation filled at the end. Number three, go to bed at a decent hour. The alarm is always set for 6:15am, no matter what time i get to bed.

So, tonight, I sat for my 10 minutes. A bit tired, a bit ambivilent, but nontheless, took part in the exercise.

Result of 10 minutes of time.
What can happen in 10 minutes? We are about to find out. The vertical line..blink, blink, blink.

What can happen in 10 minutes? I wish I knew.

I approached this journey with a willingness and peaceful resolution and I am in search of truth – like Alice in the Looking Glass – searching for pieces that will find me out; to see what and where I have been, where I am going and where my passions lie.

10 minutes. I am frozen by this desire.

The grey matter of mess rallies and commands an attention that is not yet available. Beating inside, think, do, write, and say something!

5 minutes

Yet, music rhythmically brings it all back together and yeah, it will be ok. Do nothing today, give into the break . Let your imagination run away, close eyes, turn the sound up a bit, move within the beat.

10 minutes – what can happen?

This.