“Always leave enough time in your life to do something that makes you happy, satisfied, even joyous. That has more of an effect on economic well being than any other single factor.” Paul Hawken
Not very inspired, have not real thoughts yet my fingers and mind are itching to write, to see what emerges this morning. So what are you going to write about, that the weather is way too hot and there has been no rain for weeks, not real moisture anyway and the wild plant life is getting very sad-looking, falling over, sagging, and even dried up.
Or are you going to write about your reaction to finding out someone was Ordained this past weekend that has caused you much distress? Discovering what lies beneath that reaction may be a freeing experience. Yet but I think I am still to close to the shock and dismay of this celebration of ordination to an obscure branch of the Catholic Church.
Even writing and thinking of this causes me great amount of distress, heaviness in the chest, sadness of heart, even anger is some way. I think I am still to close to this to deal with it now. I will have to find away to approach my reaction in the next few days.
I realized too that I had not been on www.redbubble.com much as of late either. That I have submitted photographs and have done my moderation on Candid Photography group in which I am a co-host, but other than that I have not ventured into others profiles in about a week. I really have not even viewed my own work via slide show or iPhoto other than to find work for here, and to post on Facebook of the March, etc. I wonder what’s up with that?
I need some new stimulation, some new inspiration, time to fill the well. So I open The Artist’s Way upon this quote from Plato; “The life which not examined is not worth living.” Seems appropriate for the moment, not unknown to me, this quote, and one I have use in many way to travel my path for years. Examining in the form of journaling, much like this, examining my actions and behavior, illuminating my path with works of literature of wisdom, from Scripture, course of miracles, self-help books, of many genre’s. Those words many times were greeted like long lost friends, which loved me as well as challenged me. Much like this darn blog/pages are doing today.
I look over at the Artist’s Way and what captures my attention a subtitle in week 10 recovering a sense of self-protection, the subtitle is DROUGHT just like that in big bold letters, the paragraph begins “In any creative life there are dry seasons. These droughts appear from nowhere and stretch to the horizon like a Death Valley vista.” I don’t think my dryness is that dramatic at the moment. It could just be the drought outside, it could be a small social hangover, could be because I did not read anything very stimulating as of yet today.
Julie Cameron suggest, “in a creative life, droughts are a necessity. The time in the desert brings us clarity and charity. When we are in drought, know that it is to a purpose. And keep writing morning pages. ” This is just part of the path, the sign post will show up if I keep at writing, continue to find inspiration in and around me.
Since I am not even close to chapter 10 yet this time around I will look to see what else is blocking me. Couldn’t be that people and situations from Easton Mountain keep presenting themselves to me. Someone seeking advise on going there for a few months, the founder being ordained, workshops that I would like to attend, another friend who as found inspiration and a second community there. All of these signs, responses and reactions to EMR seem to desire me attention, and it is my choice to give it may attention or not. Healing is going on so this must be part of that plan?
Growth Questions: Do you recall Droughts in your life? What was your experience?
I am Love, Jeff