My own thoughts can tear me up inside. I am my own worst critic. When my thoughts become exhausting, and get in the way of my writing process, I wash them away.
When writer’s block happens, I tune into the one thing I do perfectly for me. I wash my face. I set the water to an ice cold temperature. I rinse my face. I can feel my mind opening along with my pores. As I rub the soap on my skin I feel every wrinkle, bump and crevice along my face. I feel the grime and stress run down my cheeks along with my negative thoughts. One final rinse to make sure my energy is clean. I let my skin breath for a bit and my mind rest.
Once my skin is dry I apply a cream. I look at myself in the mirror, my dark circles are exposed, my face and mind are cleansed. I feel refreshed. My skin is glowing. My eyes are shining. I feel beautiful. At the end of the day I take care of me. I have a perfectly imperfect routine for me.
I then grab my journal and write. I let my random thoughts fill the page. This is a place where grammar and punctuation are thrown out the window. I let all thoughts empty onto the pages. I might have just written my next story.
This routine preserves my sanity. In a world filled with self perfectionism I wash clean all my negative thoughts. I am starting again with a clean slate. I am perfectly imperfect.
This acceptance of being perfectly imperfect has given me a peace. I don’t ever want to lose this feeling. I understand life will always have bills and other small obstacles. I won’t let those things get to me. They are a part of life. In the mist of every day life you can have peace. It is exhilarating.