Detours create richer detail
I went to a Rongoa Māori course on Saturday. I learnt a lot, but one of the most valuable things I got was a reminder of things we intuitively know. We just need to be still, watch, listen and all will be revealed. We often find things that we weren’t even looking for.
We are so often conditioned, to set off in pursuit of something and be so focused on that end that we forget to look for signs along the way. The wrong turns that we take are all part of the bigger picture. Instead of a delay in reaching our destination, they may well have something to offer us. We may arrive a little late but hopefully richer from the detour.
My writing the last fortnight has been flowing, maybe because I have let go of the outcome. I need to turn up and write and someone else can judge or do whatever they will with the words. I would never have been this confident in my first week on the programme.
Last week signalled the beginning of school holidays. A holiday that has two of my children having birthdays and an influx of extra kids. Eleven to feed one night and we live in the country! I was wondering how I would get my allotted words when Renee (my mentor) suggested we double my quota for the next three weeks. This was actually clever on her behalf because what I first thought was a daunting task seemed easy now she had doubled it.
The end part of my novel (which is now nameless but I have a few ideas incubating) has plants woven through it. A reoccurring theme with the traditional Māori medicine is: the more you get to know the forest and all the trees and plants within, they’ll tell you everything you need to know.
I am trusting this to be true with the characters in my book. At the moment Libby my main protagonist is sitting on the limb of a tree. I need to go and watch, sit with her a while, so I can see where she needs to go.