On change, and creating
Slowly as I unpack, sort, discard, and arrange I have been thinking about change. At the moment I am still stunned by how different everything is now. I could not have guessed any of the twist that have taken place. Yet I now have new friends, new roommates, new dreams, new crushes, and some sort of a plan. Things that I have been talking about for years are taking place. It is amazing.
It seems to me that every act of placing an item in my home is an act of creation. I find that I'm planning and plotting and enjoying every bit of it. With each piece of furniture in it proper place my sense of satisfaction grows. I am not just moving again. I am, for the first time ever, creating an environment that will be my studio. In this place is where I will practice and refine my arts. I already feel better than I have in weeks. I feel more creative, more inspired and I even think my spelling has improved (very slightly).
I know that the changes to my life have not stopped. They will never stop. I love that about life. I just want to enjoy every minute of it.
It seems to me that every act of placing an item in my home is an act of creation. I find that I'm planning and plotting and enjoying every bit of it. With each piece of furniture in it proper place my sense of satisfaction grows. I am not just moving again. I am, for the first time ever, creating an environment that will be my studio. In this place is where I will practice and refine my arts. I already feel better than I have in weeks. I feel more creative, more inspired and I even think my spelling has improved (very slightly).
I know that the changes to my life have not stopped. They will never stop. I love that about life. I just want to enjoy every minute of it.