creator, editor, story tender
Back from a walk up the lane in my Pink Rubber Boots!
They aren’t quite the polka dotted beauties pictured above… but they are pretty sweet nonetheless and… YAY PUDDLES! HUZZAH for MUD! Woop and woot and a rooty-toot-toot!
I hope your world is covered in mud too… or small growing things…
Another week… another chance to shake it all out and see what went on…
Let there be rest. Let there be energy. Let there be strength enough and time enough and will enough and always…joy and gratitude overflowing.
And yes… there was… thanks for that.
There is enough time… one thing at a time feels better than the mad dash
from this to that and back again
I found myself doing too many things at once this week. Not unusual as I tend to “multi-task” a lot but…
I’m feeling less and less inclined to work this way.
I think this is stemming from the focus I have gained and the feeling of AHHHH that comes when I shut everything else out and sit for those two solid writing hours with NO INTERRUPTIONS at all at all.
I would like to play with this idea of one thing at a time in a broader way this week. See how it feels.
And you know what… because it felt so good last week… let me close again with my wee prayer for us all…
Let there be rest. Let there be energy.
Let there be strength enough and time enough and will enough
and always…
joy and gratitude overflowing.
For all of us.
Thanks so much for popping by.
go easy, friends
~p
In homage to Havi’s Friday Chickens over on the The Fluent Self — This is the place I review my week – in an attempt to track some things – like progress on my novel and… living intentionally. I shake out my week and lay it out. Let the hard burn off and the good sink in. Call it an experiment in paying attention.
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Historical fiction, poetry, essays
The Healing Journey and Covert Abuse
Banana Ginger Bread?! Two of my favourite things come together? I must try it!
Hey Syd…mmmmmm it’s a good good tasting thing!
I’m enjoying a slice right now…