and also it's a New Year
Is it Spring Yet? No? More Hibernation Needed.
Every year I swear I am going to journal more and every year I failMcFailyFail because nothing new happens here in the Magnoliaverse, which in itself is not bad, just boring as everloving hell.
My goal this year, since I don't do resolutions, is this:
Mat Auryn asked on FB:
I want to celebrate your accomplishments with you! What is something in 2022 that you are truly proud of? It can be big or small. What is something you’re looking to accomplish this year?
My Answer:
I made art. I made art I was proud of and that I gave to others who enjoyed it. I hope to do even more this year and to start journaling again because I have missed it. My goal for this year is to take the following quote to heart and act on it. "Stop and recognize happy moments when you’re in the middle of them. Literally stop and say out loud, “This is a happy time.” It’s a way to ground yourself in the joyful parts of your life. We do this with moments of trauma and crisis all the time. Maybe we should flip that script." ~ Mary Guzzetta
Let's see how that goes.
Today is the fifth anniversary of my mother's death and it sucks, yeah, and still I keep waking up each morning. Starting last Autumn I was finally happy that I was waking up each morning, so I will be glad of that but it has been a struggle and every day I miss her, this is not a loss that will ever be gone or hurt less, only differently, I get that. Doesn't make it less painful. But I do have good things to look forward to and to enjoy, so I am trying to concentrate on the good and happymaking so when the bad and yuck happens I can focus on what I want for soon and not the sad that is in that now.
I have art projects I want to get on with as soon as the cold is a little less impactful on my hands working properly, and writing projects long delayed, and so many books in the TBR pile that it is dangerously leaning. I got stuff to do so maybe I can get my shit together and do some of it. Yeah, like that.
Happy Belated New Year and may it be warm and bright for us all.
A very dear friend had a birthday on 12/12 and I made this buncha art for her, twelve gifties to celebrate 12 days of her birthday. I had a buncha fun and learned lots of things.
Every year I swear I am going to journal more and every year I failMcFailyFail because nothing new happens here in the Magnoliaverse, which in itself is not bad, just boring as everloving hell.
My goal this year, since I don't do resolutions, is this:
Mat Auryn asked on FB:
I want to celebrate your accomplishments with you! What is something in 2022 that you are truly proud of? It can be big or small. What is something you’re looking to accomplish this year?
My Answer:
I made art. I made art I was proud of and that I gave to others who enjoyed it. I hope to do even more this year and to start journaling again because I have missed it. My goal for this year is to take the following quote to heart and act on it. "Stop and recognize happy moments when you’re in the middle of them. Literally stop and say out loud, “This is a happy time.” It’s a way to ground yourself in the joyful parts of your life. We do this with moments of trauma and crisis all the time. Maybe we should flip that script." ~ Mary Guzzetta
Let's see how that goes.
Today is the fifth anniversary of my mother's death and it sucks, yeah, and still I keep waking up each morning. Starting last Autumn I was finally happy that I was waking up each morning, so I will be glad of that but it has been a struggle and every day I miss her, this is not a loss that will ever be gone or hurt less, only differently, I get that. Doesn't make it less painful. But I do have good things to look forward to and to enjoy, so I am trying to concentrate on the good and happymaking so when the bad and yuck happens I can focus on what I want for soon and not the sad that is in that now.
I have art projects I want to get on with as soon as the cold is a little less impactful on my hands working properly, and writing projects long delayed, and so many books in the TBR pile that it is dangerously leaning. I got stuff to do so maybe I can get my shit together and do some of it. Yeah, like that.
Happy Belated New Year and may it be warm and bright for us all.
A very dear friend had a birthday on 12/12 and I made this buncha art for her, twelve gifties to celebrate 12 days of her birthday. I had a buncha fun and learned lots of things.