Despite the glorious weather that continues to insist that I live on a movie set where the sun always shines and the temps never stray from the 70s, this is a time of transition.
Seasons are shifting. Work life is the end of one year and the beginning of another. This week is a haze of naps, thinking I might clear up one of the piles of books or laundry that has been sitting untouched for days, I step over the pile and then take another nap.
Song that is on repeat is I TRY by Macy Gray.
(The link will give you her recorded version that I listen to but the ads you have to sit through first annoy me so I am also including her live version below because there is no ad between you and her and, because I love the rawness of a live performance).
On my desk are these words from Colleen:
Gosh, my space looks neat and tidy-- guess I better give you the long view:
Did I mention pile of books? Why yes, I did. Rest assured - I will not subject you to my pile of laundry.
(As if, that that would SO be blogging 2002 . . . )
Instead I will tell you that I am moving slowly. I keep living for the day when I don't feel like my life is going through huge change, but that day has yet to show up.
Big change is afoot, yet again, and I'm just giving over to it -- change wants to come in? AGAIN?
Fine - go ahead, c'mon in, make yourself at home - turn my life upside down - whatever. I'll be over here lolling on the sofa watching The Great British Bake-Off - I am so over you.
What I am loving are my days in the woods. Hand to god, it feels like I'm walking through a painting.
And, loving that as part of my Yoga Teacher Training I did a bunch of paintings.
Here's one (below).
In the Bhagavad Gita there is a passage where Krishna tell Arjuna "that one I love who is incapable of ill will, who is friendly and compassionate. Living beyond the reach of I and mine and of pleasure and pain, patient, contented, self-controlled, firm in faith, with all their heart and all their mind given to me - with such as these am I in love."
Hello, does that not read like a personal ad? Yes. It TOTALLY does.
And so, for one of my final projects I did a painting and made that a listing from Krishna:
detail of "that one I love"
I had so much fun doing this. Not sure my yoga teacher appreciated my irreverence, but oh well. Got my certification all the same, boo-YAH!