A little bit of this…and a little bit of that.

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1.  My Best Guy and I signed up for the gym tonight.  Nice thing, it’s half-way between work and home, and work is only 5 minutes from home, so that means the gym is REALLY close to home, so NO EXCUSES ;).   They have yoga, they have treadmills, they have Zumba….Zumba!  I LOVE Zumba…ok, I love the IDEA of Zumba..we’ll see if I actually love Zumba once I start doing it.

2.  I’m starting to feel inspired again with my art, and it’s not a “paint until I feel inspired”, it’s actually that I had a dream the other night and an image from it will not leave me.  I HAVE to get it down somehow, whether it be through watercolors, sketching, I don’t know.  The funny thing is, although I have never tried acrylics, I think this image is telling me that is how it wants to be born into the world.  I’m excited to meditate with it as long as it takes to bring about the appropriate outcome.

3.  Music, music, music:  I am discovering more music that my soul comes alive listening to.  Damien Rice, Lisa Hannigan, Aunt Martha, Matthew and the Atlas to name a few.  Music feeds my soul, it is a deep part of who I am.

4.  Through this wilderness that I have embarked on (see previous post), I am learning a lot of new things about myself.  Some good, some really not very good.  I’ll perhaps delve more into those things in an upcoming post as I ruminate on them a bit more.

Not too exciting, but wanted to catch up because it’s been awhile since I’ve sat myself down and said “hello”.

I hope all is well with everyone!

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“The wilderness holds answers to questions man has not yet learned to ask.” ~ Nancy Newhall

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“Cosmically, the 40 days of Lent represent a time of deep reflection, a time to strip away whatever darkness, confusion, and old patterns cover the sun-the Light- in our own hearts. Then we can be reborn into our true nature- our authentic self-on the first full moon in springtime.” ~ Joan Borysenko

Christ’s 40 days of fasting and prayer in the wilderness. The wilderness of the Soul. I’m not Catholic nor do I subscribe to any one particular religious way of being in my life, but talk of Ash-Wednesday and the beginning of Lent has begun to intrigue me. Oriah Mountain Dreamer posted this quote over on Facebook just now and it struck a chord with me. What things, what darkness can I strip away from myself during this time? I am needing a period of focused introspection, time to really dwell on things within myself that need changing. I have plenty, believe me.

I hear people talk about giving things “up for Lent”. For some, that would be their vices: smoking, drinking, fast food, junk food, etc. Whatever it is for a particular person that they want to change. I’m thinking for me it is going to be deeper than that, shedding useless ideas, habits perhaps. Tonight I am going to begin the journey into the wilderness of my soul, go within, and figure out just what I am going to focus on so I can come out in the Springtime as a better Me. I’ll get back to you tomorrow.

Do you give something up for Lent? What is it and what are your reasons for doing so?

“It is sad that something with that much life and grace is just left, neglected.” ~ Tami Jo DeLisle

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A comment from a dear friend regarding this home sparked this upcoming train-of-thought.   Without giving too much thought to where I’m going with it, I’m just going to run.   Tami said “It is sad that something with that much life and grace is just left, neglected.”.   I thought about this very deeply and it touched a metaphor in my soul.  I thought too, that all I see by looking at this old abandoned home, is the greatness and the potential it has to be something glorious, yet it sits there, run down, neglected, paint peeling, weeds growing in-between the bricks and mortar, dust bunnies (and perhaps ghosts?) occupying it’s walls.   The same can be said for us as women, as mothers, as daughters, as friends.  We go through things in life that wear us out, that peel our paint, that chip away at our foundation.  We sag, we collect dust, our beams fall, tiny creatures of habit scurry within the walls of our souls.  Once in awhile, we need someone who can look at us and see our potential, who can see the beauty we once held, the life that once encompassed us, the grace that we used to glide through our lives with.   We need someone who is willing to take a broom and sweep away our cobwebs, take a polishing cloth to our fixtures and help us to shine once more.  We need someone to scrape away our chipped paint and coat us with some glorious color, someone who is willing to envision the beauty and life that we can hold again within our walls.  Who better person to do all this for us than ourselves?   We know what we need to shine, even if it’s still buried under all that rubble, under all those excuses, under all that procrastination.  Let’s get to rebuilding ourselves ladies, one nail, one board, one brick, one step at a time.

“There are some days when I think I’m going to die from an overdose of satisfaction.” ~ Salvador Dali

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Today has been one of those days for me.  Sundays, lovely Sundays…sleeping in, then my Best Guy made us an enormous breakfast.  Listening to great music, breaking out the watercolors inspired to create, today produced not one, but 3 new paintings.  Simple pleasures, walking our new puppy, enjoying the 62 degree sunshiny weather here in California (yes, in Winter, no less!).  Life couldn’t be more wonderful than it is today.