I have so many project ideas swirling around in my mind and in my heart, and I want to start them all, but feel like I'm stumbling over my everyday tasks and can't quite get up to the starting line of something else. But I've been here before, and I understand that the momentum will begin when it's supposed to. I'll have to let these thoughts percolate some more and gather the steam necessary to propel themselves up the hills of progress. Finishing a class and transitioning to next learning spaces and teaching spaces but still in the holding pattern, waiting on that golden yes and that new beginning that is just over the corner of the sky. So I stare off into the past and end up tracing what someone has already pulled together as an ancestry or a lineage and begin to truly understand just how much the daily moments of a life can disappear. It's cold out there, my friends, so bundle up in that velvet coat you never are brave enough to wear in the world and expand the luxury of reflection to as many moments as possible before the next wave of expectations rolls up at your feet.
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