be brave

(from Melody Ross' Brave Girls Camp)

I'm feeling frustrated and un-tethered the past few days...i start something, then have no interest in finishing it...i think part of this has to do with my house being so disordered, and my desk so disordered, and my studio - well, let's just not go there.  i have an opportunity that requires I send pictures in for jury by tomorrow.  have i even made the object to be photographed?  no.  everything feels overwhelming right now.  despite that, i'm not feeling Bad...just seriously overwhelmed.  a leak somewhere in the part of the house that's hidden in walls and crawlspaces has caused a huge bubble to form in the ceiling.  right near the entryway.  right where a guest would need to walk to get anywhere else in the house.  i suppose you could read a metaphor into that, but it really is just an ugly stain & bubble that needs attention soon, but husband is headed out of town again, so i'll wait & watch. 

 this morning hung onto the night's cool breezes and low temps, making for some CozyCozy time on the couch before dawn, wrapped in a quilt, snuggled by poochie, fingers basketed around a cup of fresh brewed coffee.  i wanted 5am to last all day.  the weather report is promising high 90's again today, and i say Enough.  diva can't take the heat of the day, and our summer has been spent breathing artificial air and snoozing all day (she does the snoozing).  i think today will be a cleaning and clearing day.  as soon as husband pushes off, i plan to spend some time in focused meditation (an oxymoron?) to see where my feet need to travel...to see if i can shake this unease by figuring out what it wants me to hear. then - dancing with the mop.  cleaning cleaning cleaning.  and organizing.  and tossing.  

there is a male cardinal out my window who is desperately trying to impress a female that caught his eye.  tweet-pause-tweet-pause-tweet-pause all day.  All day.  i want to tell him that if she hasn't looked yet, she isn't going to, but nature has it's own way of doing things, i suppose.  they put on quite a show yesterday, with preening feathers and vibrating wings.

ok - off to Becky Home-Ecy land!

wishing you a clear path to your own destiny....