“Patience…” Calliope surveyed open books, handwritten notes, and colored pencils scattered across the tabletop, “… is a promise. Waiting for your peaches to ripen while while busy bees, swarming flies, and baby bunnies zip this way and that…”
“…takes courage, vision, and an ability to allow the sun, rain, and soil to share their gifts.” Nia grinned and finished Cal’s sentence.
Joi de vivre danced among the red dots of Thalia’s dress. “Eeeee!” The Muse of Wit squealed with delight. “We have a sticky idea for our next project! I’m so excited to get started!”
Words from Typist:
A few months ago, I received a box of books in the mail — an unexpected surprise from a friend of a friend. The bounty arrived shortly after “c’s” life interruption, errr… interaction.
Among the offerings there was a book by Barbara Kingsolver — How to Fly (In Ten Thousand Easy Lessons). It took me months to recognize the value of what I had been gifted. Reading Kingsolver’s poems, I can clearly see that the author’s life experiences have colluded and collided into verses that could only have been written by her.
Authenticity!
Originality!
The ultimate success story?!
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
On my white board I keep a running list of potential projects. Only a select few hold onto me like a burdock attaches to fleece.
T-Shirts — ✅
A-Z ‘We Are the Muses’ Thought Triangles — Meh, but I’m not ready to erase it yet.
Cancer Novella — ???
Podcast — NO!
*Keeping it a Secret for Now* Project — YES!!!
Do you have an idea that makes you gasp with delight?
This morning I read… What feels like a hobby may turn into your life’s work. 🤔
“Do you have an idea that makes you gasp with delight?
This morning I read… What feels like a hobby may turn into your life’s work. 🤔”
I believe my little “Impermanent Earth Art” hobby is and will become my lifelong work. Doesn’t really feel fair to call it work though, because it brings me so much JOY! “Wheeee!”
Now that I’ve created my “WonderBox” I also have a sacred place to keep the curiosities I discover while out wandering and wondering.
It will hold goodies like the giant seed pod I discovered for example. I also added a feather 🪶 I recently discovered, oh, and a sand dollar from my Oregon trip. So many goodies…
Now I have a sacred space for them. #Magical
Gail, you’re off to a running start this Monday morning. Panting. Not quite keeping up... but delighted just the same! I like your mixture of thoughts on patience,
for processes to occur in their own time, while flipping through ideas quicker than a card shark shuffles the deck!
“White board” set my mind a-Googling. I wasn’t sure if a white board differs from a grease board?! The term I use. All-knowing Google says they are indeed one and the same. Yet white board sounds so fresh, so unsullied by haphazard erasing. 🤷🏽
I should at least wipe off the bacon drippings from my board if I hope to keep a legible record of ideas.
On the notion of gasping with delight over an idea, let’s say the gasping is mostly the result of keeping up with your pace!🏃♀️ I have decided to be the birthday cake baker/decorator for my wife’s and son’s birthdays mid August. The baker I had hoped to hire will be traveling at that time. Then I realized that expanding horizons can start with a baking project that stretches my skill set just enough to be rewarding. (I’m typically a 13x9 sheet pan cake baker) Besides, licking the beaters is one sport I excel in! I might even emit an “Eeee!” sound like Tal.🤷🏽🤗