The Irony of Life in 2020

I have not written for a very long time… first I couldn’t find my password book and then I couldn’t figure out what to write…. in the time of self-isolation I have been very blessed to work from home on more creative endeavors… making something new and pretty every day. Unlike my “real” job - which ended on March 16th, 2020 - this new daily structure has been very calming. In the last couple (or three) weeks I have been focusing on making things, buying less and trying to be grateful. I am not always successful… but then who can be every day?

My word for 2020 was Free… at the end of 2019 I was dealing with some serious sadness and disappointment in my personal life and wanted to set myself Free. I made all kinds of plans and as sometimes happens the Universe makes different plans. Now, I am not taking credit for this eruption of radical change in our lives… I’m just recognizing that all of us have had to pivot in ways we never imagined. Our lives -as a collective - have been completely upended and I am left wondering where to go next??

What I miss the most is physical contact… I want to touch another human being!! Until I can hug another human being I’ll do my best to create joy every day in simpler ways… pet the dog, call someone, join a happy hour video chat, make some art. Simple, gentle and one day at a time…

craziness of life...

it’s been a rollicking few weeks for me… unplanned move which was executed and completed in under three weeks. setting up my new home and studio space. working on a total of 17 custom junk journals … for graciously patient customers. coming down with a nasty chest infection - which keep me in bed for 3 days and totally destroyed my well-laid plans!! it’s the second one I have had in under three months … wtf!

anyway… we are up to speed now and plugging away on orders and creativity. expect to see more regular content from now on, my lovelies

today … I am thinking about the conflict that arises when the waiting vs. action thing comes into play. I am an action-oriented person. when I am in the middle of a stressful situation I need a task - give me something to do and I'll deal with the “feelings” later. do the dishes, turn on the vacuum, clean out that closet … don’t come at me with all your drama, that’s the stuff I feel compelled to fix, control or get rid of. I act quickly when I shouldn’t and feel paralyzed when the thing I don’t want to do is staring right at me. this is when writing saves me from myself. it’s the reason I’ve always kept a journal. my journals are written and art and junk and glue …sometimes just written on a scrap of paper. i just get it on the page and out of my head and my heart. it’s the way to sanity for me!!!

my word of wisdom … stop thinking and start doing … keep a journal and make a mark on the page

do it, my lovelies