My Hobbit Hole

I have a little hobbit hole at my house. It is quite a nice hobbit hole, if I do say so myself. It is cozy and quiet, with just enough room for one person – me. Now this is not your average hobbit hole, for no one can see it but me. It might look like I am taking a nap under a warm blanket – but I am actually in my hobbit hole. Or you might find me sitting in a comfy chair in a room by myself, with a half-gallon of ice cream and a spoon in my hand — yep, in my hobbit hole again!

Bilbo Baggins lived alone in his neat and tidy hobbit hole, complete with pretty dishes and doilies. He enjoyed his quiet mornings sipping his tea and reading his books. Life was organized, ordinary and pleasant. No guests, no risks, no trouble – until the day the dwarves invaded and Gandolf challenged him to an adventure. Bilbo Baggins reluctantly accepted Gandolf’s challenge, left his hobbit hole behind and embarked on the adventure of a lifetime.

Sometimes adventure calls my way and I run after it. Other times, I run away from it – right back into my hobbit hole. This has been true of my attempts to venture into the world of publishing. On brave days, I embrace the challenge of writing a story or article in response to a submission call posted on a website. I love the exhilaration of seeing words come together to create something new. But there are other days when it seems the words do not fall on the page with ease or a rejection of my submitted writing comes in an email. On those days, instead of running towards adventure, I retreat into my hobbit hole where it is safe and solitary. Sometimes I even grab a half-gallon of ice cream and a spoon on my way.

Now there is nothing wrong with having a hobbit hole, or spending a little time in it, for that matter.  The real challenge is this:  I can’t stay there. The next adventure is awaiting, the next challenge is around the corner. If I do not embrace it, I will not learn, I will not grow, I will not succeed. I will just spend the rest of my life arranging dishes and doilies in my hobbit hole.

So I have written this post as my own personal challenge to try again. To embrace another opportunity. To learn more. To pursue success.  Bilbo Baggins, I am right behind you, ready for another adventure!


About Deb Ashley

At home, Deb is the wife of Mark and mom of three adult children. She enjoys cooking, taking care of a small but somewhat productive garden, feeding the local community of birds and other assorted critters, and taking naps with her dog Mandy. Her passions include teaching, writing and music. In the community, Deb enjoys working alongside her husband in his role as a pastor. She is involved in teaching and encouraging women from all walks of life through book studies, counseling, and speaking opportunities.
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