Good morning! I greet you from my beautiful studio surrounded by red and pale-yellow roses and potted wild yellow-green grasses! There’s always coffee.
I’ve started started my mornings in the studio (perfect weather) versus the coffee shop with the door open and a napping puggle (my favorite) near the door. Sun casts in from the window over the roses on my desk, at hands reach, above my laptop. It feels good to be writing here. I took a hiatus, after my four-day trip to Arizona to see Martha Beck and Elizabeth Gilbert. There was a lot to digest and sit on and I felt like going within myself to a more wordless place. It feels good to come back to the page now though!
I spent three hours painting in the studio, yesterday. Listening to a playlist this morning, it seemed like I heard the word “play” in there and it felt like just exactly the thing I need to be doing with my work. Playing. It will develop. Nuts and bolts, this is my life to enjoy. To enjoy. It is my process to worry and critique myself come evening. But come the light of the morning, it is my responsibility and natural state to be optimistic and gratefully alive, inching forward bravely!
Monday morning, something incredible happened. I began my first Japanese language lesson with my sensei. The only way to describe my experience is that it made me feel like “a million lotus flowers!” It was indescribably wonderful. Every Monday morning, I will have an hour lesson. Soon, I will be needing to start hanging up little post-its around the house in Japanese to learn object-names.
Life is fleeting! I feel contented this morning that this is the path.
Published on: April 25, 2018