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cracked paint, bowness

I'll admit that at first it was difficult to stay away from the studio.  A couple of weeks ago, my oxygen concentrator (the machine that delivers oxygen to my torch so that it burns hot) died, and I'm waiting... patiently.... for a replacement to arrive.

The first week or so, I was antsy, distracted, irritable.  No evening trips to the studio to relax and unwind and create.

uggggh.

But then I started to think about what else in my life needed doing, what else had been neglected in favor of those evenings at the studio.

The thing that came to stand out most was that my living space had become a place to sleep, a place to store food, a place to shower.  Unpacked boxes and disorganized piles of stuff everywhere!  No art on the walls, no table to sit at for a meal.  Not exactly the sanctuary I imagine when I think of my ideal home.

I've always thought about how I might change things, if I had a bigger apartment, if I bought a house, if... if... if...  And I started to think about how in so many other ways, I'm learning to be present in THIS moment, to stop putting it off.  Work to be happy now.  A simple idea - but so hard to practice.

So I started to sweep, mop, move, rearrange, recycle, pack, unpack, fluff, cook, sit....

And let me tell you - it's nice to be home.

"To live spiritually, is to live in the present moment."
-BKS Iyengar

Comments

[Grace]

welcome home Julie !! enjoy the sunshine as you open your blinds each and every morning.
nice to see you back at it you have been missed. give your self a big pat on the back!