a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
i know i owe you all an explanation, but the quick answer is - there is no quick answer. or easy answer. i don't actually have an answer to give you. things are shifting and changing at a roller coaster pace, at times, and i have to hold tight to the reins and make sure that i am the one in control of the changes…that i allow in (or out) the things i feel appropriate. the other day in meditation, i looked at a statue of Ganesha - the remover of obstacles. and asked that obstacles be removed. the instant thought that passed through my head was: "what obstacles?? you haven't set a course, so you know not what the obstacles will be." And it's true, i realized. just wanting things to "be better" is not a plan. it isn't a goal to reach for. so i've been trying to nail that jello to the wall…what do i want? where do i want to be? when do i want to arrive? theoretically, the world is an open avenue for me. i am an artist, so i can make art anywhere. i am employable in a handful of industries that don't require my physical presence in an office. i could be on a beach, for example, answering phone queries. or tucked away in a wooded retreat in Vermont or New Hampshire. needing just a reliable phone line and internet. and Henry. always henry. he is my love in a crazy, fierce way that i never saw coming. so, with this shifting sand, i hesitate to spill my thoughts, as they will change minute-by-minute. know that you matter to me and have kept me from spinning into the galaxy at times. know that the least "hello" has meant so much. know that i am working towards better-than-okay-and-thriving-once-again. and i am aware that my visceral reaction to particular aspects of my life is simply my gut telling me TURN AROUND, and yet i plunder forward. it will all be good. it's the middle that gets messy.

Holding your hand as you figure it out. And holding you in my heart always.
ReplyDeleteBig squishy hugs to you and Henry!