There has been a change of sorts this last season. It sounds cliche, but I'll do my best to try to articulate what's been happening.
2016 has pretty much been the worst year of my life. I've been trying to pick up what pieces I can as the year wanes.
Despite the struggles with work and health, I registered for a drawing class. It was worth every penny and giving up every Saturday to spend time in the arty side of my brain.
Being in that class meant I could participate in Theater Club again, and I ended up in a show with a fabulous group of people.
Now that I'm back to full-time work, I feel like a few loops of the boa constrictor that is 2016 have loosened from around my chest and allowed me to fully enjoy the extra things in my life.
I have goals. Things I want to do and be. Ideas of where I want to go in life. But at this point my goals have all been shattering and out of reach. My body is not cooperating, and that limits my options in a number of ways.
At the moment, I've given up on a destination and I'm enjoying the journey.
But what I'm saying isn't that there is no goal. I'm saying the process is the goal. The satisfaction for me right now is in being a person who is actively growing and changing and working to move toward balance in my life.
Do no harm.
Take no shit.
Make good art.
it makes me so angry that you were driven out of your own blog because of She-Whom-Must-Not-Be-Named.
ReplyDeleteyour drawings are beautiful. simply stunning. i'm lost for words. the detail on them... wowowow. mashallah, love. you should be really really proud of them. they're really amazing.
the things you can do with your hands is mind-boggling.
"At the moment, I've given up on a destination and I'm enjoying the journey." this makes me smile to read.
this post has made me smile. i miss you loads and i love you more than ever.
-Sam Lupin