Now, I know it's not cool but I'm typing away to Ani DiFranco.
I'm tucked up in my lil cottage in the mountains and for the first time this year, the mists have descended. When it's like this, I can't see more than 2 meters from my window, the trees are giant ghosts standing over me, guarding and the rest of the world? Well, it doesn't exist, there's just mist.
There's a beautiful stillness ...
Thank freakin' god!
This is, I trust, the calm after the storm. The proverbial storm, in this case, came in the form of DOUBT. Giant big, all-pervading, universe altering, terrifying doubt. The kind of doubt wherein you question not only your entire future but everything that has already been... it's NOT fun. It is, however, I can (in my big, grown-up, rational way) recognise as sometimes being necessary. Because it brings change. Unfortunately when you are in the middle of it, feeling quite alone and just a little bit nuts, that doesn't bring much comfort. But then that's the point, if you were comfortable you probably wouldn't get off ya pa-touty and hustle.
That's evolution, for you :-)
So now I feel excited but slightly ill, because in order to celebrate my new commitment to life, I just went and spent a whole heap of $ on seeds and bulbs! Now I have to get my hands on that tractor and harrows: asap. This is me saying, Universe, I'm dedicated and I trust you (so pleeeeeeease get me that tractor by the end of the week). Thanks.