Yesterday I thought today I’d have eight hours for writing and art–ah, what bliss! But, life being what it is, I’ll get three hours instead. Well, I’ve gotten good news today too and it’s my birthday this weekend (and I LOVE my birthday), so I’m working on not being disappointed by the redirection of my time.

I really do want to be present in what I’m doing now, what I have now, that all is truly going to work out–it usually does, after all.

Also yesterday, I was in Jerry’s Artarama and oh my how I love art supply and office supply stores. My head fills with so many ideas I feel faint. Just look at all those amazing paints, pens, papers, inks, brushes, pencils, everything–most of it I don’t even know how to use or what it’s for, but I just want to use it all, to sit for a year and figure out all the possibilities. Sigh. But I’ve got to go to a meeting instead.

And so it goes…