“The Artist’s Way”
My writing of ‘morning pages’ (or rather, afternoon pages, in this instance)
Okay, okay! I know. I’m sorry! I know how inconsistent I’ve been with posting to this blog lately. And I apologize. I am sincerely sorry for my lack of posts, and I will strive to do better in the future.
That being said, I want to write today’s post on one of my many activities from the past two weeks or so. I’ve been feeling a bit out of sorts… very much full of mixed emotions. Excitement, disillusionment, happiness, frustration, boredom, etc… the list goes on. At one point, I found myself wondering “What do I want to do right now, at this very moment?” Continue reading
Focus: Hanging Basket
I’m back. I’m back from my RV trip (see many of the preceding posts), I’m back from Skate for Hope (an incredible ice show in Columbus), and I’m back from Tennessee (where I continued my vacation with my family).
I’m glad to be back. As much as I love to travel, there’s something about coming home to your own room, your own bed, that is incredibly comforting, especially after a month away. However, now that I’m home, I’ve realized I have decisions to make (though, honestly, when do we not have decisions to make?!) Continue reading
Effects of a Raindrop
**Warning: This post is not going to be about the science of capillary waves, skipping rocks, or any other such water-related things. Rather, it will hopefully be a metaphor for how I am perceiving life at this moment.**
Have you ever observed raindrops on a pond? Or even what happens when a rock is thrown into a lake? The clean, smooth, perfect surface of the water is suddenly pierced, and from that puncture a ringlet of ripples emanate around it.
I find life to be much the same. We are born, we have this entirely clean slate, and then suddenly our clean slate is pierced by something. Anything. Whether it be a person, an event, a decision. Our life is suddenly influenced. And from this change in our life, we see many resulting developments. Some we never predicted could happen, some we hoped and wished would occur. But no matter what, our lives seem to be a continuing ripple. Continue reading