I really needed this today. I'm sitting in my apartment next to a huge painting and brush set. I haven't done much substantial work on it since last August. I hadn't considered how many tasks I created to get in my way of actually accomplishing things of substance.
I avoid therapy. I'm afraid of being asked how many places were referred to as home and how many jobs worked over the last 40-plus years.
Home became "a place" inside my head that couldn't be verbally articulated for the longest time. That defining moment came after my mother "passed away." I don't know anyone in my life who passed away. They all died. They vanished into thin air.
Thankfully I married for the first time a little over a year ago and now have a place I call home. It isn't the geographical location. It's the special place our hearts reside and beat as one unit, whole and complete. I'm so happy I'm able to experience this, even late in life. Now... if I can talk my husband into moving to higher elevation life will morph from reality to a dream come true sprinkled with magic dust.
Just one year to work on my dreams, huh? I feel I've been lucky to work on them ever since I left my corporate job in 2020, but there is something about constraining the time limit to one year that adds a needed sense of urgency. Publishing my novel would be at the top of the list. Thanks for those pondering questions. Also, I've been writing morning pages for almost 5 months and they have been life changing. They began as to-do lists for me (sometimes they still are) but slowly have begun to help unpack deeper stuff. I now feel incomplete without that moment of reflection in the morning. I'll be curious to know if you decide to keep at them!
Oh I love hearing all of that. (And feel you on the novel, she’s always looming at the bottom of my list 😂) This is the inspiration I needed to commit to the pages.
I really needed this today. I'm sitting in my apartment next to a huge painting and brush set. I haven't done much substantial work on it since last August. I hadn't considered how many tasks I created to get in my way of actually accomplishing things of substance.
The overachiever's burden, for sure. Right there with you (as my paint brushes scream from the drawer they've been in since I moved here.)
I avoid therapy. I'm afraid of being asked how many places were referred to as home and how many jobs worked over the last 40-plus years.
Home became "a place" inside my head that couldn't be verbally articulated for the longest time. That defining moment came after my mother "passed away." I don't know anyone in my life who passed away. They all died. They vanished into thin air.
Thankfully I married for the first time a little over a year ago and now have a place I call home. It isn't the geographical location. It's the special place our hearts reside and beat as one unit, whole and complete. I'm so happy I'm able to experience this, even late in life. Now... if I can talk my husband into moving to higher elevation life will morph from reality to a dream come true sprinkled with magic dust.
Thank you for a great read.
Just one year to work on my dreams, huh? I feel I've been lucky to work on them ever since I left my corporate job in 2020, but there is something about constraining the time limit to one year that adds a needed sense of urgency. Publishing my novel would be at the top of the list. Thanks for those pondering questions. Also, I've been writing morning pages for almost 5 months and they have been life changing. They began as to-do lists for me (sometimes they still are) but slowly have begun to help unpack deeper stuff. I now feel incomplete without that moment of reflection in the morning. I'll be curious to know if you decide to keep at them!
Oh I love hearing all of that. (And feel you on the novel, she’s always looming at the bottom of my list 😂) This is the inspiration I needed to commit to the pages.
Yay!! I'm so glad to hear that. This is the inspiration I need myself to now go buy another notebook (since I just ran out of paper). Off I go!
A great Sunday read, Kelton! Thank you for sharing your journey. It's inspiring. Welcome home.
Aw thank you!! It’s an honor to have it read. Appreciate you taking the time 💛