...because I just got back from yoga class and have had a hot, salty, lavender infused bath and I should be like all blissed out and in the zone, but mostly I'm fried and hoping I can post something that makes sense.
I'm feeling guilty because I'm kind of in a blog slump. A giant blog slump. I haven't been posting much lately. Not sure if it's because I'm too busy or just can't figure out what, if anything, to post. Mostly, I think it's just too many choices. When I have a spare moment that doesn't involve working for a living I have all these options. I can read, I can work on my courses (an art course, and a spirituality course - don't ask me why I had to take on two at the same time), I can journal, I can exercise, I can do some art.....etc, etc. The problem with choice overwhelm is that you end up choosing nothing.
I'm trying to be gentle with myself. I'm trying to take care of myself and not do overload. I really don't want to wind up the winter in the same state of exhaustion I was in last spring. It's all about balance right? Ya, most days it's balance, shmalance - right out the window. But I keep trying at it, and keep trying to mindful of what I choose to take on, and what I need to let go of. It's a process.
There are two nice things that happened to me today, that I needed to share.
One, I've been blessed today by a sprinkling of comments throughout my blog from a wonderful woman who is taking the same spirituality course as I am. She's taken the time to read my posts from the beginning, which made me realize I've been blogging for three years. Going back through some of those old posts has been a bit like finding an old journal - lots of things I had forgotten about. Thanks, S, for making my day brighter today!
Two, I had some really good comments from my art instructor about my last two assignments. Specifically, she mentioned that I should continue with pastels after the course is over because she thinks I have a "good feel for it". Cool.
If you have any suggestions for how to do balance, and not overload, I'd love to hear them.
image - Island, Jessie Lake, pastels, August 2008 * o
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You would hoot if you could see how many times lately I have ranted in my journal about this very thing. I just can't deal with all these choices! I'm trying to settle into reading my huge stack of books (2 of which I'm supposed to be reviewing for SCN), then I get distracted by a writing assignment, but catch sight of a project I want to finish, but wait! A new magazine came in the mail! And I end up accomplishing nothing. I want to be like Susan Albert. She's so focussed and does so much!
I'm replying to your post on my blog! Yes, the dragonfly is Wendy, but it's also me. When I was first diagnosed with the possibility of ovarian cancer, a friend who didn't know Wendy gave me the dragonfly pin off her blouse which to me was the message that Wendy was with me. Since then, dragonflies have been my signal that Wendy is near by and also that there is a life beyond the one I see with my eyes.
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