CHALLENGES | POETRY
Retrospective on a Week Without Words

Day one I was glum Day two Approach was new No reception by day number three Helped with letting me be me
No words, not entirely true Had to read quite a few Text messages here and there When catching a signal that was fair
Emails scanned Words on cans Green eggs and ham Read with the fam Books about Mermaids Maps of gorges surveyed
By day number five I survived Then emotions took a dive Unexpected situation Activated stimulation Past hurts I thought I’d cleared Haven’t completely disappeared
Words are a tool Used to keep my cool Ground in the isness Of this living business Each time I read Connection and insight breed
Grateful the week has ended Reading no longer suspended
The treasure in the words you gift Enhance the clarity of each identity shift Induce more layers to unfold Assist me as my soul’s story takes hold
Why my appreciation infinitely grows For each and every one of you sows Seeds of inspiration and motivation That uplift the consciousness of the population
So I thank you now and forever For being you on this earthly endeavour
Well, I did it — kind of. I completed the challenge sparked by Chapter 5 in Julia Cameron’s book The Artist’s Way. No reading for a week.
Mostly.
As my poem suggested, the week wasn’t completely free from reading.
Texts, email scans, product labels, maps, signs and reading with my daughters all put my eyes in front of words.
I was limited, though. I didn’t have my books with me; articles were out of bounds as was accessing the kindle app and any social media.
I was lucky I was away from the norm with my family at the time.
It gifted me an environment to embrace the challenge without the extra temptation of spare moments alone.

Convinced there is still more to uncover from this exercise, but a few days on I know the challenge was what I needed to do.
It uncovered a clear confirmation I use words as a healing tool.
No right. No wrong. Just is.
I believed I was further along with my emotional intelligence. A check-in minus the crutch of words proved I was wrong.
I know my mind likes to give me a false sense of control and confidence, but I had managed to deceive myself once again. Funny how that happens. Amused and no longer confused.
There are no time limits on tools. I use them because they are necessary for maintaining my energy and awareness bandwidth.
Any doubts that the tools work entirely swept away.
Simple but so very powerful.
Would I take a week away from reading again?
I try to never say never.
All I know is next time I will be more prepared. Other tools in my tool belt will be well dusted off and ready to step in if my eyes and mind ever retake a break from words.
Thanks for reading
Thanks for being you






