What change do you desire? It is a whisper of a question. Movement. Art-filled joy. Laughter.
Now imagine you can have your deepest desires!
I look at these photos and I already know that part of my dream for change is in progress. In fact, I am living it! Writing these words means, I am living it! Each choice I make takes me closer.
My feet are on a path. Yesterday, I kept watching through the lens of my camera at the paths opening before me. Sometimes the path was the simple framing of a photograph, a pathway in the community garden. Sometime the path appeared much more subtle–not a footpath– an angle, curve, or blossoming.
I stepped past the angry thistle to the wild iris, carefully. I saw a whole field of purple and blue wild iris open, focus and blur, bokeh and breath. The light was fading away from golden magic light to the blue of night. Would I have enough time? Enough light. To show, clearly the path I discovered on Thursday night.
I have written about the nearly back-to-back shifts of Wednesday and Thursday. A 3pm-1am shift followed by a 9am-3pm shift. Followed by a nap and a camera walk with Mike.
My sleep patterns are off. My digestive patterns are off. With Celiac Disease this is a no-no, folks. So when I think of changes I desire they come with listening to my body and not forcing it to mold and meld with the lifestyle of shift-work.
I dream of a day when I support myself fully with my creativity.
I am planning a couple of Ebooks and expanding my Etsy store. I’m in the gathering phase for a gift card series. And I am envisioning a swing-set in the backyard. Every grandmother-goddess-yogini-artist should have one.
I am cleaning out my art studio making room for my massage table. I am dusting off my books. I am offering art supplies to those who have none. I am digging in the dirt of my flowerbeds and vegetable gardens.
I am breathing, healing, and my nutrient levels are rising. With this change, I become stronger and more energized.
I have many paths open before me. Some are clear. Others have blossoms to which I must peek within, gently, tender petals, pollen, like magical dust from dreams.
Nothing to sneeze at (wink).
Word Count: 400
The other 400 words will appear on one of Kim’s other blogs TBD.
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Posted on June 18, 2010, in 21.5.800, Magic Lands, Yoga and tagged 21.5.800, 21.5.800 Day Elven, blue iris, Photos by Kim Nixon, purple iris, wild iris, writing and art, yoga and art, yoga and writing. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.