Hmmmm. The water is still coming down and it's creating a lovely rhythm to the day. Time seems suspended. Especially as evening falls. A 3pm nap was a rare and beautiful thing. I spent most of the day working on Water Prayer, making beads from Yogi tea packets, researching some potential partnerships for exhibition and writing letters for funding and sponsorship.
I have to say the business of art thing isn't my thing. I worry a bit that the letters will remain written on my hard drive and not sent out where they can actually manifest something in the world. I realize that my propensity for dreaming takes more forms than I'm daily aware of. It is the same day dreaminess that allows me to escape the humdrum of life when it gets way too humdrum. I'm not telling - but we all have them. They are our own little secrets. Meant to stay that way. And sometimes worth a little cat got a bird in it's mouth smile. Just to keep everyone guessing.
Yesterday was Yom Kippur and I spent the day fasting and contemplating, though not in a particularly Jewish kind of way. Hindu chanting, Buddhist meditation and reading. A hot sauna. Still, time for contemplation is a blessing. By the end of the day I was burned out, with little energy or joy for even my favorite practice - chanting. But today I feel purified. Lighter of heart. And mind.
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