Yes, I attempt to observe a Sabbath. Usually my Sabbath is on
Thursday. But, in full disclosure, or confession, Thursday is my technically
observed, yet insincere Sabbath merely to be compliant with and in appeasement
to peers and others who think they know what’s best for others.
My real, restful,
rejuvinative Sabbath is my practice of creative writing. I think most artists
and writers will agree that one cannot schedule creativity to unveil itself on
some predetermined day of the week.
Creativity emerges as the convergence of many informative and
inspiring impulses that resist being told when and how to disclose their
fruits.
My real Sabbath, my
creative writing, can happen anytime. And when it does, I become fully
entertained by the task of word choice, sentence structure, and idea
development until I reach the point of intellectual saturation with the
project.
In my Sabbath I do not aspire toward professional stature. I
wish to amuse, if only myself, by constructing sentences which, while grammatically
correct, result in a raised eye-brow or whispered chuckle.
I offer the following example...
“It’s”
is the proper contraction for “it is”. It’s often confused with “its” which is
the possessive form of it. You will probably use “it’s” more often than “its”,
but it’s up to you. Its improper usage in print will likely be more obvious
than in speech. It’s fun, give a few sentences.
In my Sabbath I compose memoirs that may connect with someone
else and thereby ease their day, inspire or comfort them. I compose narratives
which prompt the memories of others and nudge them toward their own creativity.
In My Sabbath I write stories and descriptions that, if not
entertaining to others, will distract them from some temporary boredom.
Having completed my creative
project, I then feel Sabbath- restored. Only then, seldom on Thursdays, “is it
well with my soul”.
Incidentally, this particular narrative was composed on a
Thursday.
