I’ve been feeling stressed lately. I know you all can relate. In spite of the fact I love my work and it’s actually my dream to be doing this work, it has occurred to me recently that I work ALL THE TIME! You’ve heard the saying “all work and no play…” or better yet, “too much of a good thing…” Well, I’m there. It’s true that my work is also my play in some ways, but standing at the easel or sitting at the computer is NOT having mai tai’s with friends in Hawaii. You know what I’m saying? Yeah, I know you do.
But the other night I’d written well into the evening and was about to go to bed when something just grabbed me and I had to paint! It was late and it was dark, but I set everything up in the studio, put music on, and I disappeared. Time stood still. And when I “came back” to this reality I was flooded with such a sense of fullness and well-being, of utter and simple joy, that I could hardly contain myself. And I knew, in that moment, this is what my life is about. This is why I live.
I looked around me in wonder. The animals slept in their beds, everything physical was as I had left it, but I was changed. I was fully and completely alive. Present. Conscious. Happy to be. It’s as though Spirit tapped me on the shoulder and said, “See? This is it. THIS is what I mean.”
And I knew it wouldn’t last. The morning would come and I would feel pressured again and forget. And I did forget. Sort of. Not completely. Because my work has light in it now. And all the hours are a blessing again.
Over the last few days I’ve delivered eleven new pieces to my gallery, the wonderful Hand Artes Gallery here in Truchas. I videoed some amazing people for the blog. I had dinner with a friend and I’m writing to you.
Who really needs Hawaii or mai tai’s anyway?
Love to you all,