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Re-Entry…Not for Sissies August 16, 2009

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Amara Ann Bertorelli by Ann Bertorelli

Going off to a writer’s retreat is a certain type of wonderland. As Jennifer Louden (www. jenniferlouden.com) puts it, a retreat is a ‘container’ that briefly places the rest of the world at bay. You then get to be in this lovely space and write, wrestle with your inner demons,connect with others who have your creativity obsession, or just simply ‘be.’

All is wonderful until life puts the brakes on. Re-entry into the real world—eek! It’s not for the faint of heart.

This past week has been my re-entry week. We talked a bit about this at the end of the retreat. How does one go from paradise to not-paradise? However, when we talked about it, it was a largely academic discussion for me—I had another week of fun, after all.

So getting home felt a little creaky. My experience of this past week has been that everything seems slightly out of kilter—as if someone took the picture frame and tilted it slightly.

I did two days of consulting this week and, while there were no disasters—it seemed flat. And in one case there was a dramatic eruption on the part of one of the participants. To put it bluntly, it was hardly the rewarding experience that I have come to expect from my work.

Not being one who enjoys feeling dissatisfied, I have made a conscious effort to ease back into my life, doing what I can to lose the blues.

  • I’ve made sure to sleep well and have gone to bed earlier than I normally would. Part of the problem seems to be related to readjusting to the time difference.

  • I spent time with my three grandchildren. Because they are happy children, I take joy in their innocence and playfulness and appreciation of the gifts I brought them from New Mexico.

  • I took myself to a quilt store day before yesterday. It’s not about the actual shopping as much as it is about doing something that gives me joy. The store is located on a beautiful Pennsylvania farm and the drive there is relaxing and lovely. And seeing and touching all those wonderful fabrics is bliss…

  • I’ve stayed in touch with my writing friends some of whom were at the retreat, and some who weren’t. This maintains the connection to my creative process.

  • I have simply surrendered to feeling yukky (technical term). I know that this too will pass. It has before and it will again.



1. Hampers - August 20, 2009

Nice blog. Enjoyed going through it. Keep it up the good work.

edgyangel - August 21, 2009

Thanks so much for your comment…always good to hear that someone is reading!

2. Karen Talavera - August 17, 2009

As you know this week I am facing re-entry to my south Florida home/life after almost two weeks abroad in China and Japan. The mental and physical shift is intense, but luckily I had the weekend to adjust to the time change and physically recover from a very active vacation.

After any retreat or visit to a place that is totally out of my normal context and routine – where all is new and wonderous and different whether or not it’s perfect – I always return wondering how I can live with such intensity and wonder and richness all the time, and if that’s even possible. There must be a way to travel and retreat for a living – and I am determined to find it! I’ll let you know when I do . . .

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