The fiery glow flickers along my wall. The piano melodies ring through my boudoir. I breathe in so deep the lavender essential oil in my burner, letting go of any anxieties. Everything is okay. I feel at peace. Ducks in a row so to speak. I have time to accomplish goals. I have time to help myself and you.
I have time to pray, meditate, cook a full blown dinner, study, clean, field service, sing, shower, shop, play, think, stretch. relax, unwind, and let go.
Isn't it nice to live in the real world of my thoughts for a change?
What is life worth if not spent enjoying just breathing? Enjoying just being? Of course there
is much to be done all break, it is nice to have those breaks in between.
Poetic words do not proceed forth from my fingers. I attempt to force this artform out.
Constipation. All I want to do is paint. Everytime I think of art, I know I can draw, but my God I want to paint. I want to pull on my plaid shirt and white sheet over my bedroom floor and go silly on a canvas of my own design. It could be any surface, Just let me save enough money to buy paint all willie nillie and it will be in my house. I know for now I can paint small things. I guess I just don't want to run out, but then again when I run out I always find a way to get more of everything else.
I wish I had an insightful discussion for you guys. But guess what? I don't.
The things I think about now I do not deem blogger appropriate.
So I'd rather talk to you is what I'm saying.
I feel like I have so much share, but through action and not verbiage now.
:)
Goals:
Field svc all break, at leat 3 times a week
Pay for grad fee at BCCC. fees are lame.
Prep for trip to NY
Prep for meetings ahead of time
Keep my space clean and tidy. O yeah getting darn good at it too
Clean and non-profit jobs happening concurrently
Loving my body even more and helping others more
Calculating my costs and savings
There's something else...
doo doo doo...
Guess I shouldn't be sharing that either.
:)
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