There are times in our lives when we just feel alive. The world seems to be on our side. It is easier to be motivated, to take that to do list and make it a tah dah list!
I am having one of those weeks.
I am doing things that make me feel whole, excited and vibrant.
I have been making pots.
Sometimes I am alone and sometimes I have my boys there and
the experience does not change.
I continue, every morning, to look forward to what is possible
in the studio, the basement.
I feel a little giddy, nervous, silly, and spastic.
I seriously can't remember the last time I got this pumped up
about clay. I missed that part of me. The soul enriching part of creating because I have to.
I am looking forward to replacing my element on my kiln (which I am a bit nervous about as I have not done this is 9 or 10 years).
I am connecting with old pots. Looking at them in a different way and thinking of those potters who inspired me to get dirty in the first place.
Life's journey is truly mysterious to me. I often just go along for the ride.
What I know and forget is that we can choose our mode of transportation!
That is easier said then done, for me, but when I remember and it all comes together. Life is brilliant.
I have been dreading Max going to school this fall. I was imagining how empty the house was going to feel and especially my soul.
Clay is reminding me that I can find solace and excitement.
That I will fill this space with form and function.
This fall I will care for a newborn part time and care for my soul the other days.
I am one fortunate woman.
There is absolutely no room for complaint.