What does going back to your roots mean? I would define it as doing something that embodies a former version of your present self. What I mean by going back to my roots is multidimensional this week. This whole last year has been a whirlwind of new experiences and being forced way out of my comfort zone, and it can be (and often is) really quite frightening. This week, I took a step back and reconnected.
Nanowrimo was probably the biggest embodiment of that. Writing has been a salve for the things I could not express otherwise for as long as I can remember. This past week, I set some finishing touches – and Nanowrimo 2015 is done. You read an excerpt of that a couple of weeks ago, but the whole thing is available at my Wattpad account. Yep, that’s right. I have finally made available my Nanowrimo 2015 (Where Nightmares Come From), my Nanowrimo 2013 (The Eastern Shadow), a one shot and my college application essay (mostly because I don’t know how to take it off).
You could probably also add in the December Writing Challenge as something in which I’m reconnecting to my-long-lost-writing-self. Another reason I’m calling this a “Back to my Roots” week is that I am still spellbound by the Hamilton Soundtrack. It’s the only thing on my mind, to the point of wanting to sign up for voice and dance classes. The kind of passion I’m feeling now, I vaguely remember it from playing music when I was younger – except that this is much stronger.
Other than that – I have started to attend Mysore classes at my Jivamukti studio on some sort of a real schedule (so that’s a first)… and I actually really like them. Part of me thought that the structure would irritate me, but it actually has been a great way of keeping me intrigued and my muscles sore. This accompanied with running and walking everywhere looking for Christmas gifts, it’s probably a godsend that I haven’t dropped dead yet.
What have you all been up to this week?