the path forward
My head is clearing and the high from the weekend is slowly dissipating. I’ve even gotten back to writing my morning pages again.
My writing is revealing something interesting though. I thought I’d jump right back into art but I’m finding that my head is not gravitating easily towards artwork just yet.
About the only thing I’ve been able to do with any consistency, while intensely concentrating on Symposium, is reading books and watching short clips about being present in one’s life, much like the book…Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert’s amazing book on finding and accepting oneself in the present.
So, after 2 yrs of complete immersion, I find there’s a need to concentrate on centering myself. I am writing much more than before and, surprise, surprise, I am enjoying it (never ever thought of myself as a writer at all, always left that up to my sister, SL Sheppard, a novelist/poet/playwright).
Right now I feel I am meant to be working on my path forward, more an internal process than external, the latter of which artwork is supposed to be. I know that we are all in sometimes subtle ways, constantly redefining ourselves and this is my time.
My experience with Symposium has revealed some things about myself that I suspected but wasn’t willing to touch with a thought just yet. So, words are flowing onto paper and ideas are taking shape in my mind….I’m just taking things in stride.
No rushing allowed.
I just discovered Brene Brown via your button…thanks for sharing and giving a piece of your heart through your blog…so much is really going on with me with my parents and my children/grandchildren that I’ve avoided being reflective in exchange for just keep moving to get things done and the stress is building.