My postings have been down–depressing and in small number. What can I say, I just haven’t felt like writing. But things are swinging up again.
Last week, I was feeling a bit like Icarus; remember your mythology? I took a ride, had some fun, got too close to the sun, and nearly lost it . . . . Crash and burn? Been there; done that. WAY overrated. So, instead I tried breathing, regrouped and slowly backed away from the man–the sun–and it was a very wise retreat. I not only saved myself, I hopefully saved a tentative working friendship. Also good.
On the western front, I also landed a new job. 😉 It will hopefully give me what I need right now–income (always good), some creative conjuring and a way to stick my professional toe back in the water without drowning (lots of metaphors tonight!). I’m also getting some freedom, open scheduling and I can walk to work AND my cafe. Plus, I’ll be working with some really nice people. Thank you universe.
Now I live, play and work in my own neighborhood. I’m smiling about this. Some of you may say: How dull! How small! How repetative! And somedays i tell myself this too, but mostly I don’t. I have lived in so many places with so little attachments, few people, few assurances, no ground, a lot of air and wind. Mostly what I’ve always wanted is roots. Me and the earth have just had a hard time keeping connected. Too much separation. Not enough . . . water? Nurturing? Fertilizer? Love? (I’m going to drag this metaphor all the way through 😉
So, I’m working on getting what I need right now, which, I’ve been seeing is not always what I want. Men, need, men, want, men, confusion, distraction, air, wind, woosh, gone. Yep. That’s not good. If you don’t understand, again, what I’m talking about that’s okay. I do and this one is for me.