Already, I find myself craving to write morning pages (like all the time). Lately, it is the only part of my day that holds any sense of balance--when my mind is rested and it is quiet (both inwardly and outwardly).
It is already midnight and my day will begin again in 6 hours. I can't keep up! It dawned on me this morning that I need to make a schedule for myself--even just a temporary one. Between working at the bookstore, the mural project, my thesis, doing art jobs on the side, extra commuting time, and more hours at the garden shop about to start soon, I feel like I am working ALL the time! And, well, trying to keep it all straight has thrown me totally off balance.
There are so many things about my life right now that need to change. I suppose a good place to start would be going to bed and actually getting some rest. These days, I sort of feel like I'm running around in 5 circles all at once. Seems to me, there must be a better way of going about things.
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I feel that way about my morning pages, too. It is a s-l-o-w time, too, something I crave.
I hope you are able to get some wonderful rest.
I hear you! I should be in bed right now instead of reading blogs and folding laundry!
I hope you manage to find some time to rest, I'm trying to do that too.
Thanks for the comment, it really was the most romantic evening! Thank you. :)
more about the mural! (I'm new here so I don't know the background - but would love to)
as for morning pages - well, 3 is never enough...when I come back to them I always wonder why I stopped.
this morning, which was my first experience with morning pages, was kind of fast and scribbly. what is the proper rhythm? eek. i was hesitant about thinking too much...
oh, my dear, at least you're running in circles. i am just watching my circles create themselves without me. :)
i'm joking. sleeping is good. sleep first, all else later.
xltpcoaOh...I know and with too much going on, you and us staying up late at night.
So much to do, but really...it's the goal we set for ourselves that holds us to pushing that grind stone till we feel comfortable enough to walk away from it or too exhausted to care.
I so need some sleep too...pillow anyone.
Dreamt I argued with my history professor on a paper and she was unshakeable. I expected to win her over and didn't. Wha-hey, real life I argued and convinced her that she made an error, boosting my grade greatly.
Need coffee...black, strong, bitter and so very wonderful.
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