It is so tempting to write a letter to Winter right now.
SO tempting! I really have a few things I want to say-- but am wondering, is it worth it?
We are in the last week of February -- do I even bother getting into all of this now instead of simply letting things roll out and shift into Spring? A big part of my inner work is accepting what is -- and so, if I were to start a dialogue with Winter in all the ways it has been busy when I wanted slow and spacious days it wouldn't be so much of an argument with Winter as a tussle with LIFE, -- specifically, my life.
And, let's be clear -- my life is a flipping dream.
I know we are not supposed to be happy (for fear of jinxing it or for fear of retribution -- "your life is good? HERE let me throw some mud on you, oh annoying one"), but I think that is what I would be saying in my note to Winter.
No, I don't like the cold and yes I could easily spend the rest of my lifetime here on planet earth without ever experiencing snow again-- but, really, it doesn't much matter. There is just so much to enjoy in a given day and whatever Winter didn't bring me (three months of uninterrupted hibernation, for example, ahem) it was most generous with the sunshine.
Damn, did we have sun.
Wherefore the busyness, you might ask--- well, aside from the regular Squam programming, we have had three online workshops going on.
Harriet's was full out fabulousness and I am way behind on posting the hearts people made-- but oh, they are amazing.
Pitch Perfect is open for registration -- and something was brought to my attention that I didn't see before: how helpful this is not only to people trying to break into publishing-- but any kind of networking, writing a cover letter for a job, etc.
Knowing how to nail a perfect query letter is such a useful tool in life and Sissy has this dialed in to a science--- so I didn't even see that benefit to it when we put this class together. (I know, am obtuse -- discuss amongst yourselves . . )
And then, of course-- there is the Magic of Myth which, OMG.
That's pretty much all I can say. OMG.
We have just finished filming the first three weeks and I am so deep in the JOURNEY of this. (plus? we shot it in the most gorgeous, goddess-y loft/studio and that amped up the twinkle light mojo, most definitely).
This material is definitely where my heart has always lived-- deep in the mystic -- and to be able to bring it to such an amazing group of spirits--- from all over the freaking world -- we have people in the class who live in Kenya and Germany, for god's sakes . . . well, it feels amazing.
I am also? Tired.
I have to witness how much I pour myself into my projects and understand when I flatline after. Because, in this same time frame-- I have sent out my novel to the world and the feedback is now rolling in and it is illuminating a whole NOTHER path of amazingness that is coming toward me.
So, busy. Happy? Yes. Tired, yes.
Oh and on Friday, I shepherd the sweet dogs up to NH where they will spend the next 10 days with Dave as I head to Vancouver Island on Saturday.
The hell? Vancouver Island? Can someone please explain this to me? This trip is 100% intuition/impulse inspired and I have no ego/mind rationale -- in fact, right now my ego/mind is in an uproar at how kee-ray-zee this all sounds.
But I am going.
I am off on an adventure. A swift drop into the slipstream, as it were.
May it be peaceful, easy, graceful and FUN.
Oh, this life.
And can I just say how MUCH I love that you are along on the journey with me?