Write a book they said. Maybe a blog they said. A book? No. Who would want to read anything I would say? What would I say that hasn’t already been said in other books? A blog? Maybe. I guess. 

And then one day, I did some homework. And some more. And then it happened. I followed the steps, and Manure Therapy was online. I’m not a professional blogger. In fact, I’m not sure I can call myself a blogger. I “own” a blog site.

the best laid plans

In a piece on best-laid plans, grammarist.com said, “the expression the best-laid plans carries the connotation that one should not expect for things to always turn out to plan…the full proverb is, the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.” 

Well, there you have it! 

expectation

“a strong belief that something will happen or be the case in the future; a belief that someone will or should achieve something.” [dictionary]

belief

“the acceptance of a statement or declaration that is true…one can make a statement or assertion and believe it to be true or not to be true.” [dictionary]

Expecting something is hoping that a belief will be fulfilled.

our behavior follows our beliefs

I believe a blog is supposed to have posts. Regularly. Frequently. When Manure Therapy became a reality, I believed the time was right, my days allowed time for writing, and I definitely had topics with plenty to say. I believed in my plan for regular posts. I expected it would happen, that I would achieve it. And then…

life happens

One day followed another. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months. And slowly time wore away. And isn’t that the way it happens? It’s not that there’s not anything happening. And it’s not that intentions aren’t set, and plans even made. But somehow, interruptions come, or plans change, and the realization comes that shifts have taken place. Some for the better, some not as welcome. 

realignment

“change one’s position or attitude with regard to (a person, organization, or cause)” [dictionary]

get back on the horse

So I got bucked off of plans, expectations and beliefs. There’s only one way to resume riding. Pick up the reins, get my foot in the stirrup and my butt in the saddle. 

Let’s ride!