Checking In With Week 2

March 4th, 2007

Week 2 has ended and week 3 has begun. I posted about week 3 a little bit over at the Finding Water blog, but I haven't talked much about week 2 here, so I'll do that. I did my mp's every day. This has already become an important part of my day. Somehow it provides a grounded way to start my day and helps me feel more connected to myself and my surroundings. Good stuff. I did my artist's date, which I mentioned in an earlier post. It was fun and simple and I'm glad I went. I've got some ideas for some more adventurous ad's, but they'll take a bit more preparation. I didnt' do my weekly walk which I feel irritated with myself for skipping. I did a little bit of walking, but none of it alone or peaceful.

Diving Rods:

She is 30 years old, it sounds funny to her, this age because she feels ageless. 30 used to represent something to her, the age at which she would have everything lined up in a neat row. Certainly in some ways her life is much more lined up than ever before, but neat rows? No, neat rows are not for her. She lives in a cozy apartment with her fiance and their cats, all fuzzy and cute and completely different.  She's a bit of a slob, she doesn't pay too much attention to her looks  or what's fashionable, she hasn't had a haircut in 6 months, she keeps putting it off even though it would probably make her feel better if she just got it done. She just had her eyebrows "done" for the first time last month. She's not a girly girl. Yet, she's recently discovered a fascination with purses. It's hard for her to justify spending so much money on such a small item, but she has a few now and loves them. And jewelry, she's started to love jewelry, in particular necklaces made by artists, unique items with soul. She wishes her space was more clean and clear, but she never seems to get to that point. She gets overwhelmed easy and loves her alone time, but she also has a really big heart and she loves fiercely. Art is where she finds joy and peace and where she is able to express that still small voice that sings deep down. Art is where she sings.

I cherish:
-My adorable, fuzzy kitties
-My apartment that feels like home.
-The fiansor
-My car in working order and paid off
-My body and my health
-Having a room of my own
-Quiet time during the day to do as I please
-The white noise in my bedroom
-My oh-so portable laptop
-Being so close to so many major roads and able to walk to get coffee, but in a home that feels quiet and woodsy.

My censor is named Ms. Primworthy, her hair is perfect, she looks at me down her nose through her sharp glasses. She is dressed in crisp, expensive clothing. She's a snob. Nothing is ever good enough. She says my work is sloppy and amateurish. Sometimes I get so angry with little Miss Perfect, but she has her positives. When she's balanced out, she can help me to see the little details that I might otherwise miss and push myself to look at how to look at things from a more professional angle.

I also have someone in mind to ask for help from for a great brainstorming session. I want to make a more formal date for this, hopefully next week will work for her.

All in all, a good week, here's to a week of creative goodness, synchronicities and inspiration. Speaking of inspiration, Marilyn pointed out this blog with these amazing posts about everyday inspiration. I've had to read them a little bit at a time, there's a lot there to take in, but so worth it!

6 Responses

I enjoyed reading how at ease with yourself you seem, even while on this journey. I also use white noise (to go to sleep to.)Feeling overwhelmed is THE main reason I took this group course with you guys. I need to find the sense of balance much more than inspiration, although I do have many a day when I’m blocked. I think that feeling balanced will definitely help inspiration flow. (I doubt that is a new premise!). Leah, beautiful words “Art is where she sings.”

I don’t necessarily do all the divining rods. I know I won’t do the one about meeting with someone. Except maybe I will over the weekend retreat – a week late, but better late than never.

I haven’t named my critic yet. Reading others’ descriptions, I think maybe I should. Maybe I already have – taken to callin gher the A student – maybe that’s my critic and I didn’t even know it til just now!

Walking – my hardest one. Since I’ve given myself to take along the camera so I can make a muvee (which my favorite blogger taught me how to do) it’s made the walks something to look forward to – as much an artist date as anything else, just another form.

Keep up the great work! good for you!

Oh I feel all wrapped up in the warmth of your wonderful description you’ve posted of yourself – she’s a lovely person indeed.

I liked your self-portrait and this divining rod. I was a little shy to post mine, but I’m glad I did.

I love your characterization – I had the hardest time with that one. I even like your critic’ name – it seems so appropriate for an inner critic. I just think of mine as a fussy old maid – I haven’t come up with a good name for her yet (she reminds me of my great-aunt, actually – but without her more redeeming qualities :)

i’m going to have to post my check-in soon. although i’m a bad, bad finding water-er. i just didn’t want to do my morning pages last week – although i took my walk and had a date.

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