Our friend and author Henriette Klauser was here on Tuesday. She loves to come over to the ranch on Tuedays and we gab and she has questions that need answering. I sometimes forget that we, well actually she, is working during these sessions on writing her next book about Cancer and the Camino.
We talk and seem to wander in our conversations hither and yon. But it all has a point I think. Sometimes My Rebecca participates. And Tuesday they got on this topic of how they each set up time to write. Rebecca, this is a loose paraphrase, works on her day and when inspiration strikes she runs to the computer to capture it, all seemly very random. Henriette is the opposite where she has specific times and goes and works no matter what. She tries in different ways to set herself up for this encounter. Lately she has been doing this really crazy thing where she goes out through one outside door, locks it, and walks around to another exterior door and lets herself in to get to her writing space, all in the same house. A sort of ritual to make it a journey, to make it special.
Well, we laughed at that but it is not so far fetched really. My backyard camino is full of quirky little rituals to make it separate, to make it special. The whole thing is a ritualistic attempt to promote a certain head space or heart space maybe. It really doesn’t make sense to plenty of folks, oh well. That doesn’t mean that it doesn’t work for some of us.
backyard camino loves, Felipé.