It’s a peculiar feeling, realizing you’ve fallen out of rhythm. I used to write easily and regularly, at least once a week without difficulty. Recently, I find my attention is scattered. I find it increasingly difficult to settle down and write something truly worthwhile. Distracted by a hundred unfinished tasks and errands, I feel like even my chair wants me to leave. I’ve been thinking about this, and it all boils down to one word: movement.
Last week, I was pondering movement and its connection to inspiration. I’ve noticed that my lack of movement—of stepping outside, of breathing fresh air, of walking through the outdoors—has pulled me away from my rhythm. Movement feeds creativity. Without it, my thoughts become stagnant, I struggle to find the right words, and I feel completely blocked. I have to change things. I need to walk more, observing my surroundings, noting my spontaneous thoughts, and reflecting on them later.
Finding Rhythm: Walking into a New Flow
It won’t be instant—finding a rhythm never is. But slowly, I’ll ease back into the groove. For today, I’m choosing grace over guilt. I’m letting go of the self-imposed pressure to produce and instead trusting the process. A rhythm isn’t forced; it flows naturally when we allow space for it.
Recently, I’ve been giving myself three simple gifts to help me through this time of change:
Time to let my thoughts and feelings settle. Life can be messy, full of mixed emotions and unfinished ideas. I’m learning it’s okay not to have everything figured out right away. If I need more time to find the right words or answers, I can step back and revisit later. I’m letting my thoughts take their time to come together.
Time to ease into new routines. Change can feel overwhelming, especially when it shakes up familiar habits. But I’ve realized that finding a new rhythm takes patience. Nature’s patterns—like the seasons and the daily rise and fall of the sun—remind me that pacing myself is natural and necessary. I’m choosing to move forward slowly and steadily.
Time to feel comfortable in my skin. Even after all these years, I’m still learning to accept myself. Some days, I’m proud of who I am. On other days, I’m frustrated. But each day, I’m becoming more present with myself. It’s a journey of curiosity and kindness, and I’m committed to seeing it through.
I’m giving myself permission to rest more this season. Find my rhythm; breathe, pause, trust that time will carry me. As I collect my thoughts and return to writing, I remember: rhythm is not about rushing or forcing. It’s about listening, moving, and allowing myself to be carried by the gentle flow of inspiration.
PS : I will not be doing a March update this month. Just writing a few posts that will inform you, dear reader, that I certainly haven’t been persistent in March!
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I really like the way you’ve given yourself the gift of time to settle into your thoughts, routines, and even feeling comfortable in your own skin. It’s easy, sometimes, to feel frustrated, like we aren’t moving fast enough, but we forget we are not in a race…we are on a timeline of our own…and things have a way of falling together…
In the process of sharing your observations of your own self, Corinne, you provide profound insights into our thought processes. I read your articles again and again because they serve as invaluable signposts to me – I listen to you, follow you and emulate you! Thank you for being a guiding source! My most favourite phrases in this article: “pacing myself is natural and necessary”, “becoming more present with myself”, “allowing myself to be carried by the gentle flow of inspiration.”
I hope you continue to go easy on yourself as you find your rhythm again. I have created an almost-daily walking habit that I love. I intentionally don’t listen to music or podcasts during it but instead just use the walk as a meditative journey. One morning I thought I’d make an exception and finish a podcast during my walk, and I found that it felt so disturbing! I was pleasantly surprised at how my habit of silence had really set in. 🙂 I really hadn’t expected it to.
I felt this was written just for me. It’s strange how the universe sends you things – friends, inspiration, even a kick in the pants – just when you need it the most. I feel I have been forcing a rhythm where there is none . Maybe I need to take it slow and let it flow naturally.
Finding grace over guilt is so needed, isn’t it? This phrase came to me at just the right moment, Corinne. I love the gifts you’ve given yourself—what a fabulous idea!
I fell out of rhythm in 2011. It was like hopping off one of those old playground merry-go-rounds and being unable to hop back on again. The thing kept spinning and all I could do was watch, until all I wanted to do was watch. Like standing outside, in through a window, being unable to find a door.
Walking feels wonderful, but I don’t know if it will restore the rhythm. And maybe that’s okay, because maybe the song and its tempo have changed and we need to find a new rhythm. I don’t know why it’s taken so long, but then composing anything worthwhile tends to do that.