Patty Mayeux Blog

Several of my friends are moving to new homes, new neighborhoods, or new jobs. Although I’m not going anywhere, I am moving. I don’t need to move on or move up, only forward. My night dreams are invaded with walking on uncertain paths, surrounded by strangers. It matters not where I’m headed, only that I need to get somewhere. There is always water present. I know from reading dream analysis books that water represents emotion. Sometimes it is a puddle that is easily navigated with a hop. If it is an ocean, I am in a boat – no need to swim the distance in those deep waters. The wetness must be traversed in order to move forward. There have been times in my waking life when moving on was necessary to move forward and maybe move up. Today, I only need to move forward. I know that every tiny step achieves that goal; each one takes me forward. Spending time in my writing closet is a step. Zooming with fellow writers is movement, as is sending off queries, knowing the stack of rejections will tower and maybe topple before a giant leap is needed. That vision keeps me moving.