Pick Your Presence…

Today I saw a promotional board for a new housing development that said “Pick your Presents.” As we were whizzing by, I didn’t get to see the small print, but I’m guessing the promotion was for new homeowners to be able to pick or choose some type of feature for their new home. Not sure. As I said, we were whizzing by (the hubby was driving). Anyway, the promotional wording stuck with me. When I saw it, I immediately thought of the goal I have for myself this year.

Mind you, I’m not making New Year Resolutions. I don’t ever keep them past a month, so there’s no reason for me to even attempt to make a list of things that I’m not going to do. Plus, I don’t want to feel bad at the end of the year because I didn’t follow through. But what I am doing is making a choice to “Pick my Presence.” In the past, I have been guilty of not living in the moment. I have always had a tendency to worry. I worried about stuff that didn’t even need worrying about. My mom has often wondered why I haven’t had an ulcer yet. I worry about that myself. (LOL)

In all seriousness, I’ve decided from here on, to live in the moment. I am going to enjoy each minute I have on Earth, because as we all know, life is short and no man knows the day nor the hour in which we will leave this place.  I’m not going to spend my time worrying about what may or may not happen or even if something will go wrong. I am going to enjoy life and really engage in it. Now, for many of you, this may not be a big deal. Many of you are already living in the moment. You’ve already figured out this wonderful way of living, but for me this is a big step. For those people who know me well, they understand how huge this is for me. It may take me a moment to finally quit worrying about what people may say or what people may do or think. However, I’ve been given a present (presence) and I’m going to enjoy it.

Wishing you bliss and a Happy New Year!

-Railyn

Just have fun with it…

DSCF0641Wow. It has been quite a while since I posted any blog posts.  To say things have been quite hectic here lately, well, that would be an understatement.

The holidays are upon us and in full swing. Christmas is only days away and I’ve done no real shopping. (Can you say wait until the very last minute?) It’s not intentional, at least it’s not intentional this year. I’ve had a little something like a book being published this year that has kind of taken up my time. (Not that I’m complaining at all.)

It’s with all of this hectic chaos and commotion swirling around me that I’ve finally come to realize that you just have to have fun with it. Life is short and sometimes we get so bogged down in it and the things we have going on that we forget how to enjoy life and have fun. It reminds me of how I was when I first learned to play golf. When I first stepped onto the course and stood on that tee box, all I wanted to do was make sure I landed that ball as close to that pin as I could. I wanted to score birdie after birdie. I wanted to beat everyone I went out on the course with. (Yeah, good luck with that. They had all been playing for more than 5 years and I was still figuring out how to keep my head down through my swing.) Anyway, I was so overly ambitious that I practically frustrated myself out of being able to play. I took every swing so seriously. I was nearly throwing a tantrum every time I swung and missed the ball or didn’t make a three foot putt. I realized quickly that I was doing the same thing with my debut novel. I had so much fun writing it. I loved learning new things about the characters as they flowed freely onto the page. I liked being able to twist and turn their lives upside down, only to right them again. And once the book was published and out there for the world to see, I started to frustrate myself like I did playing golf. I became so discombobulated with doubts and thoughts floating through my head. Will anyone read the book? Will anyone like the book? Will anyone buy the book? I’m not doing enough on social media. Why don’t I have more likes than this? What can I do to get people to follow me? Should I do a giveaway? What should I do? yadda yadda yadda. It had gotten to the point, that I couldn’t even think of anything new to write because I was comparing myself to people who had been doing this for years.

Then something happened. I discovered I needed to stop taking it so seriously, like I did with golf. When I stopped taking it so seriously and started playing golf for what it was meant to be. It became fun. I was meant to play golf for fun and to relax. There was no way I was playing to get on the LPGA tour. Not that in my mind I didn’t think I was good enough for that, but realistically, I am no Lorena Ochoa.

So, with releasing this book, and starting to work on book number two, I realized that I just have to have fun with it. Believe me, I’m serious about this writing thing. I love it. I always have. It’s been a dream of mine to be published for so long and for it to come true is absolutely amazing and a blessing. But that’s just it. It was my dream and the entire time I was dreaming for this to happen, I was dreaming that I would love it and enjoy it. And once I stopped taking myself so seriously and beating myself up for not being as prolific as others with social media, or knowing how to market my book or myself for that matter and just started to let go, well that’s when I realized, this can really be fun.

I will admit, it’s frustrating to feel like you don’t have a clue what you are doing or to not have event after event set up to help with getting your name out there. But, I’m learning to have fun with it as well. It’s fun to meet new people. It’s fun to talk to people about my book. It’s fun to answer questions that people have about my writing process.

This has been a great, awesome, wonderful experience and I’m so thankful for it. But I have to remember, no matter what it is, whether it’s my dream of being an author, getting a birdie on the golf course, or just going through each and every day…just have fun with it.