Yes, well, right then. Where were we? Oh yes.
So here's the thing: I created a scenario where I now have 4 jobs, 4 bosses, and have found myself to be a wee bit flat out crazy. I get on here (computer that is), work in a frenzied sort of way, go get the little one, have our short but intense evenings, then do it again, until fridays where I am not on here much, the weekend too, then begin again. I feel very unsettled, unconnected, disconnected, and fragmented. And I am not UNHAPPY but I am not feeling I am doing all that well either. So incredibly happy/grateful to be employed (let's just see how gratitude can be a mixed blessing shall we?)
But grateful means it is hard to say no- because what if no one ever asks me to do work again? WHAT THEN? This is very much old katestuff, the stuff of who would want to date me? You? OK THEN! (not a great dating strategy)
So, I am sitting here in a self imposed time-out.
I've eaten about 300 chocolate chips to ward of dementors, and am trying to just figure out what to do. I figured out what to do in this moment: write. And then, when I am done, I am switching projects for the day, moving onto something else, and will return to what I am feeling thwarted by tomorrow. I stopped, called my sister, talked, chocolated, pumped, thought some more, and then Felt My Way toward this interim solution.
I know, you probably are here to hear about Della. She is wonderful- magnificent. Moody, funny, silly, smart as hell, delightful, and a miracle I keep discovering and I cannot believe my luck.
We are, however, not sleeping well. I am emotionally all tied up in knots about making any changes since I feel so attached to what we are doing/ trying to do, because this closeness matters to me so much. But like so many things, when I hang on to something with desperation, it usually blocks any possibility of anything else happening, even good things, or maybe, especially good things. So. Yeah. I witness. I imagine either I or the universe will know when it is time to make a change. Until then, shit sleep and witness.
We saw our amazing friend Susan Mullen this weekend on a night away to Maine. She took photos of us in the diner, and then outside in the near dark of twilight, and somehow found light inside of each of us. Check out the amazing photos she posted on her blog. Here's one:
Seriously, she is insanely talented.
Hey, if you're around this weekend, stop in over at www. thatplacewego.blogspot.com-- I am going to be doing a creative intention weekend, (holding the intention to do Something(s) creative) and would love companions on the journey. Stop by, comment, have some tea. This life is a bit like running back and forth along a teetertotter trying to balance. Perpetual motion rather than stillness. I will be doing something heartwork-wise this weekend, I will.