I've been in a heavy doing phase for about two weeks now. It feels wonderful-working in the studio developing new ideas and play in my medium. This doing has been paired with an intensely driven contact-making agenda: Touching base with sidelined connections, rethreading stitches in the fabric of my past to quilt together a warm future.
When I walk my days in this frame of mind I find that there just aren't enough hours in the day. I awake by 4am (oh so late!)each day, delve into my devotions and journaling before busting it on the treadmill or street and getting Patrick off to school. The wax can not get going fast enough nor the computer QUIRTY-ing rapidly enough! I continue working through a no-plate-painting-while-I'm-eating lunch, straight through to dinner which does not involve anything time consuming as I have to get at some reading and more research before shutting down for as long as my eyes will stay closed (1:30am this morning!) to begin it again! It is fabulous. The synergy of everything working together to make sense, look like something authentic, feel honest and forward moving, can not be denied. It's not that things aren't real or authentic when I am not in this flow of doing, its that they are just that much more real and sparkly and bright and glowing-hot when I am in the doing! Woohoo!
I know it wont last forever. I wont keep up this pace for much longer before entering into a heavy sigh of satisfaction, slowing the heart rate and entering into a contemplative regrouping. My home and family will thank me: I begin to clean again. I begin to give again. I begin to make nutritionally balanced food worthy of consumption once again.
It's cyclical: I've begun to recognize and accept this about myself. I work in rhythms. It's been amazing to own up to this reality and live in it freely rather than resist it to try to move to anothers' drum beat. Life works at this pace. Imagine that. Life flows when I move to my own rhythm and follow my own life's thread. Imagine that. in love! trish