I’ve returned from Seattle, WA from the amazing Emerald City Writers’ Conference. And I am completely overwhelmed. The joy of communing with my fellow authors, the gratitude of being included in the Book Fair with my fellow e-pubbed authors, the sheer awe from all the kismet moments. Those three days went past so fast they felt like three hours.
I have so much to do! Oh no! Ideas and information are going to leak out the seams! Eek!
Okay, okay, Amber. That’s enough.
I have to allow myself–not force, not cajole myself–to simply be today. The urgency to rush forth and get everything done (unpacking, sending thank you emails, attacking revisions, setting goals, reading a hundred emails, a podcast for tomorrow on Indie publishing, etc.) is really only fear in disguise.
There is no clock. There is no line forming that I must push through to the front of. Deep down, I know, if I rush, I’ll miss something important. In an evacuation emergency, staying calm and orderly is crucial, so why not in instances of extreme excitement, too?
So, I’m letting the suitcase sit, and focusing on my gratitude. I’m wrapping it around my heart like a snuggly soft blanket and allowing my mind and heart to ink the weekends events and people and knowledge into permanency.
Doing nothing is still doing something. Little by little, I’ll get it all done. Besides, I’m low on cuddles and have two little monkeys more than willing to fill me up.
What do you find helps most when feeling overwhelmed?