I'm not really blah or anything...just a little aggravated because I wasn't able to get as much on the lawn done as I wanted to. I love the old-fashioned reel mower; it's a great workout and I love the idea of not using any gas...it's frugal and better for the earth. The problem, however, is that certain weeds grow much faster than normal grass, and once a weed has reached a certain height, the reel mower no longer works...it just pushes the weed down, rather than pulling it between the blades and striker plate. And, unfortunately, we had several of those weeds pop up very quickly in the past week, so there was a whole section that I really couldn't do much with. However, I did mow for about an hour, so I'm sure I burned 300 calories or so...not a bad workout for something that I had to do anyway.
Today, I spent much of my time contemplating everyday satisfaction, contentment with where one is in life and what one does every day. I can't say that I'm there, and quite frankly, I'm a little jealous of those who are. Someday, I want to be able to say, "I wouldn't want to be doing anything other than what I'm doing right now," and really mean it every day. And I don't want to have to wait years and years for the moment to come along.
In The Artist's Way, which I've been reading and working through, the author discusses the concept of synchrocity (I think that was the word, and I don't have the book in hand to make sure)...she says that once the blocked creative starts allowing creativity to flow again and makes a concerted effort to foster and feed the creative side, events will happen along the way to foster this growth, that would seem like amazing coincidences to people who don't have a particular faith. I take it to mean that God will bless the movement to foster new ways to glorify Him and will allow things to happen along the way to help you along.
I could see it happening with the band...I've always thought it would be super-cool to be involved with a band, but I never knew what to do to get up with people and be a part of one. Three years ago, or so, Harold mentioned in passing that I should come jam with his band sometime...I didn't really think he was serious, so I never pursued it. It wasn't until Dad was in the hospital last year and I got to know Mitch better and then ended up coming to a concert that the opportunity was just dropped in my lap. And now, I'm pretty much right where I want to be musically. I am getting to sing original stuff with some really phenomenal musicians, and they seem to genuinely want me around. But, were it not for my movement toward it, and God's direction along the way, it never would have happened.
So, I've decided that I'm going to start praying very seriously for God to show me opportunities to use my creative side, be it writing, or crochet, or painting, or whatever he decides....I just want to see little blessings along the way to direct me that I'm moving in the right direction and to help nudge me along in the right way.
I have to say...very little is as wonderful as lounging in the recliner with the laptop and a kitty laying on your chest. She is the most perfect creature on this planet, by far.