Space to Grow

I’m reading The Artist’s Way for a second time. This year my Kindle died, but instead of replacing the device, I’m replacing digital books with real ones. Julia Cameron was first on the list for replacement, and I found a whole stack of her books at a second hand sale. 🥳

The Morning pages and I have a longtime love/hate relationship. I still can’t write all three pages every morning, but one solid page is better than none. Maybe it’s something you have to build up to, like each stroke across the page is strengthening the muscle needed to go onto page 2 and then 3. I had to smile at Julia’s description of her Morning Pages in The Artist’s Way.

“In order to retrieve your creativity, you need to find it. I ask you to do this by an apparently pointless process I call the Morning Pages,” says Julia. That’s one of the things I fancy most about these spaces I’ve shared with you this week. Only one has a valid reason, and that’s only temporary. The other two are pointless, and have no solid reason behind them, but when you have no particular reason you stand before the door of possibilities.

This morning my corner wasn’t comfortable to write the Morning Pages, so I moved to the kitchen table. The first sentence said, “I don’t have much to say today,” but before long I was filling in the last line of the page. What Julia describes as an apparently pointless process, is where the magic in this simple practice is revealed.

At this stage of my life there is not a lot of reasoning behind the majority of what takes place. It’s not so much the actual space as it is allowing time within that space to grow.

Anything is Possible

I knew what I wanted, but wasn’t sure how to get it. Mama would say, “You won’t know until you ask.” I began calling and asking.

I could see it as clear as day.

A Bougainvillea hanging in front of the kitchen window. I spend a good bit of time at that window and wanted something pretty to look at. That window could be a moment of refreshment.

After three phone calls to local nurseries, I found one who had them. They were not cheap, so I only bought one to make sure I didn’t kill it. I have this way of giving plants too much attention.

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This is my view from that window.

The leaves from the giant oak are falling, and it’s raining pollen today, but let’s shift our gaze up. Look straight at the beauty.

Big Red is within view, as we patiently await to hit the lake. (Counting the days)

This is how I live my life. There are no impossibilities, and the options are endless. A man I work with emailed this quote to the team today.

Imagine that you have no limitations, then decide what’s right, before you decide what’s possible. ~Brian Tracy.

Anything is possible.