On the ebb of NaNoWriMo I decided to follow the example of that sage old bear, Winne the Pooh, and find my thoughtful spot. November has come up quickly and ready or not ... here it is. So before sheer panic sets in, I've made the conscious choice to step back a bit, try to breathe in and out and just "be" for a moment.
My Thoughtful Spot isn't necessarily a place. Today, for instance, my thoughtful spot was watching my girls play in a pile of leaves with their favorite Aunt Sarah. Two days ago, it was looking at the moon (nothing makes me feel so small, and yet so empowered as watching our little corner of the cosmos). What is your thoughtful spot? Or moment? What helps you clear your mind and regulate your breathing a bit? Is it a song? A place? A food? A memory?
Good luck to all you NaNo's out there. I'm jumping in as well and hope, along with Angie, to come out 50,000 words further than I am today! :)