“When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.” -Wayne Dyer
While I chose Focus as my word for 2015, it seemed it was a year of Exploration for me. To my credit, I was “focused” as I ventured into the world. In doing so I’ve discovered much. I’ve always been told I had a poet’s heart, and while that might be true I’ve found I have an artist’s spirit. It seems I enjoy most every creative endeavor I undertake. I’ve decided to embrace the fact I’m a Jack of all Trades (and perhaps, Master of None) when it comes to my interests or talents. That said, I’m ok with being scatter brained and chaotically organized with my projects; it works for me.
Instead of beating myself up for jumping around mediums and tasks, I’m defining (clarifying) what I want from life each day and designing (planning) my choices accordingly. Not exactly a daily intention (though I do that) but a smaller task to reach a larger goal. What I’m attempting to do this year is basically the same as intentional living. The difference for me is the awareness I will bring to ordinary tasks. I’ve centered my life on simple living which instills an inner sanctity. Without gratitude, a deep peace doesn’t reside within me. The neighbor of my peace is joy.
My intention is to live every day of 2016 creatively, joyously, attentively, and with appreciation.
Creativity: Designing stained glass panels, drawing
Gratitude: My husband took my drawings and fine-lined them in a computer program which cleaned them up and saved them for future projects, my home and family
Joy: Breakfast at a neighborhood pub with DirtMan, phone calls and texts with loved ones, online creativity community
Awareness: Partners in a relationship often know what the other needs without asking and proceeds; these are golden moments.
*The combination of essential oils in my diffuser directly affects my mood. I find a mixture of cedarwood, mandarin, lemongrass, and patchouli to be soothing and creatively inspiring.
Gratitude: a hiking date with Mother Nature (and DirtMan and Wylie), reading
Joy: Sunshine in my face, online art classes
Awareness: As air temperature decreases outside sounds intensify and invade the security of my home. The wind howls, children screech, dogs bark, traffic roars, and sirens wail. The warning cries of emergency vehicles unsettle me. It takes me back to childhood…a siren meant most likely someone I loved had befallen some sort of disaster. I feared the unknown circumstances and my sense of helplessness in the matter. In knowing the origin of anxiety I am able to reclaim my calm amidst the chaos outside my walls.
* Chance encounters have helped me recognize my value in this community.
Gratitude: A slow-paced day, accomplishing part of my business taxes
Joy: A purring cat at my shoulder and a snoring dog at my feet
Awareness: I sit on the back yard swing with the wind biting at my arms and legs like a playful pup. The wind chime’s cantata competes with robin song and incessant caws of neighborhood crows. Chimney smoke from next door is a gray ghost swirling around tree branches until it disappears in thin air. I find the scent, thick and earthy, comforting. The mix of muted and lush tones in the yard is unusual for early January: the Japanese Silver grass has distorted to wheat while the geranium has sprouted rubies and amethysts dance among vinca. This solitary bite of life in my yard is soul food to me. I am well fed.
*I thrive in quiet space. Silent communication (smiles, a touch or gesture, a nod or a hug) are welcome and appreciated sometimes.
Creativity: Writing, watching art tutorials
Gratitude: Dishwasher leaked…opportunity to clean the kitchen floor. Went to run an errand, click, my car wouldn’t start…son charged the battery. Thankful to have these things and people in my life to come to my rescue.
Joy: Snuggling babies and reading time
Awareness: Babies are hot…I mean HOT blooded…and if you are of woman of a certain age and are a bit heated (as in hot flash) and are holding two babies at the same time, I mean to tell you it feels like you’re are going to self-combust, talk about an inferno! Fortunately, I was the only thing on fire!
*My mood directs the attitude in my house and business, by keeping a peaceful atmosphere those around me do as well…at least, for the most part.
Creativity: Writing, ordering and organizing art supplies
Gratitude: Telephone, the ability to connect with people when I’m not with them.
Joy: Early morning snowflakes that didn’t accumulate
Awareness: I turned on the outside light in the wee hours of the morning to see a sprinkle of white flutter through the air. I watched the air draw white lines along the corners of my neighbor’s rooftop and along the edges of his truck bed. The flakes drifted and vanished before meeting the grass. The snow left town as day made her appearance, nothing left of the nighttime rambler but the lines on the roof and truck.
Creativity: Writing, shopping for art supplies and watching art demonstrations
Gratitude: Himalayan Salt lamps, hot herbal tea, music
Joy: simple home dinner with family and conversation
Awareness: How still and quiet everything seems to be in the early morning, light slips across the landscape like a shawl upon cold shoulders, warm and inviting.
Creativity: Drawing and quilting
Gratitude: time and strength to exercise, a hot bath with essential oils, peppermint chocolate
Joy: A quiet house all to myself for a few hours
Awareness: Without a short time to crawl back into myself after dinner I shut down. I’m worse in the winter…they call this sundowners at the retirement centers…does this mean I’m old already; I like to call it seasoned.