Finding Your Mojo

It always surprises me.
How easy it is to lose something
so important.  Maybe it's thrown
in the backseat next to an empty
water bottle or it slipped out through 
that hole in your pocket you've been 
meaning to sew.  It happens slowly, over time.  
Scattering like pieces of a puzzle you forgot you had.
Until one day you realize, sitting alone
in your living room, it's gone.  
Your mojo.  You've lost it.

There is moment of panic.  The reality, raw, like
a slap in the face.  And then the need for a plan.
Time to call in the search party before too much
time has passed.  

The answer, for me, has always been writing.  Get up.  
Get back to the words.  They will show you the way.
They always have.  

From that little girl in the house on
Stanley street typing stories on her plastic blue typewriter,
to the lost college student trying to find her voice, up until now.

So here I am again.  Writing.  
Translating my heart into words, 
unsure of what I'll find. But hoping, 
knowing, the answers are within these pages,  
leading me where I need to go.  
Because they have to be . . . because
they always have. 

Comments

[Ciullaluna.wordpress.com]

I mentioned in the "fear of failure" post (apparently, I am reading these in backward order!) that I like to read all of yours (& others!) after I wrote.... I am struck about your choice of a puzzle for Mojo, and I chose maracas. they both are in pieces that are suited to be part of a greater whole. I had imagined my maracas spilling and becoming useless, justlike you scattered puzzle pieces ... Is there something about having mojo" that heals some sense of being fragmented?
Hmmm... I hope i am not stretching here, but your image of an old timey blue typewriter, I imagine the keys and I imagine those little bars with the letters that would press the inked ribbon to create letters... Your letters were pieces too, and when typed, you were putting all pieces of a broken mojo back together again.... Assembling thoughts to become whole....
:)

[Scotty]

And I love that pic! Juice!!

[Scotty]

The blue typewriter!! Wow. Nice callback! I have always loved your writing and envied that you had it-- such a powerful touchstone to return to when you need to find your way. I hoped I was right when I suggested this as a first step on this new path, and I am so happy to be on it with you this time! A little bit of your mojo has rubbed off on me...
And... "I do not repeat myself!"