A quote I have written in my journal. I think, at the Time, I was feeling sad about lost friendships. People disappearing from my Life even when we were close. And then..finding Zeshan B and Hallelujah. Such a rush of emotion listening to him sing. Tears.
Woke again today from a leaden sleep. No stiff neck this morning. But still under the muffled effects of deep sleep. Which is quite rare for me. Foggy headed. Sticky eyes. Smeared vision. Buying new drops for my eyes in an hour or so. The Man and the Dog are out walking in our brittle cold weather. The Woman sits here in front of a screen trying to make contact with other Humans. I could just as well be on Mars.
I am considering whether I might bake a pie today.
I am going to buy fruit when we go to the grocery this afternoon. Red grapefruit from Texas, I hope or Cara Cara navel oranges. Colorful. Sweet. Tart.
The Morning Pages are taking something away from the blog. I sit here and feel empty of thoughts. Did I already express today's share of thoughts in the three pages I wrote before breakfast? I couldn't write those words here. But perhaps the take away is that I need to get out more, talk more to real people, do more work on being creative.....live less inside my head.
One of the exercises this week was to make a circle and divide it into 6 wedges. Writing a specific part of Life on the outside edge of the wedges. We were instructed to place a dot for each question asked - close to center for "no", close to outer edge of circle for "yes". How satisfied were we with...............? All my carefully placed dots were close to the center of the circle. Then we were asked to connect the dots. My dots formed a tight little circle near the center. That circle made me cry.
We seem to think we are happy and then six dots on a circle tells you the truth about how you feel about your Life.
3 comments:
Well, I can certainly relate to living too much inside my head.....and I love Cara Cara oranges. Two things we have in common. Definitely keeping busy and being with other people is a remedy for “ living too internally.” Often wonder how it is for other people. If I ask my husband what he might be thinking about something, he often says “ nothing, really ...I’ve got nothing.” Sometimes I think that must be delightful.I think a little spring-like weather would go a long way toward lightening the mood.
i wrote Morning Pages religiously a few different times. But really, found them
draining and circular. Don't know what to say about "getting out"....i always
wished i'd stayed home and either wandered OutSide or worked on a cloth or
just daydreamed.
maybe a good question would be...What would it take to make each of the tight
dots looser? I don't remember that part of the book, so it might not make
sense. But each one individually. not the Whole ?
Love to you...
Did you bake that pie? Inquiring minds want to know!
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