I walked out of my house this morning with my emotions tied up in knots. The kids were bickering, I was scolding, feelings were hurt-- the morning was a disaster. By the time I had dropped them off at school, tears stung my eyes. In the silence of the car ride home, I began to sing softly to myself. Another song followed. And another. I bounced from modern praise songs back to old hymns and back. Sometimes I just sang one line of a song and then let my voice wander into something else.
I hoped no one was watching (or listening) from nearby cars as I drove down the road. But the act of singing was healing my spirit.
Last night, some friends and I went to see Footloose (a remake of the 1980s original). In one scene, the main character, Ren McCormack--frustrated by the world around him--lets off steam by secluding himself in an old warehouse and dancing, tumbling, doing gymnastics and (ahem) breaking stuff. The intense physical activity was healing to his spirit.
For the main character in my book, First Impressions, it's drawing. When Laurie's tied up in knots, she sketches out the things that are bothering her. Putting them to paper gets them out of her head and onto paper where she can better manage them. My hero,Daniel, walks down to the waterfront and hurls rocks into the water--the physical activity creating a release.
What heals your spirit? What unties your knots?
Gardening? Painting? Yelling? Prayer?
Will you share it with me? I'd love to hear from you. Maybe it can help with a future character.