Monday, April 21, 2014


I am earthbound right now. Even my thoughts have their feet planted firmly in the soil, and it's a weird place to be.  I don't really know how to do this. I'm usually a head in the clouds, feet, sort of touching the ground type of girl, but here I am. I'm having a difficult time writing, drawing or even getting creative with the contents of the fridge. I can't meditate. I can't even figure out what I want to say most of the time.  Bone dry in the creativity department is not my thing.

This is a big rut.  Between my PTA schedule and my husband's work schedule, children's events, and the day to day work of having food, clean clothes and a modicum of personal hygiene, I'm out of time, out of energy, and out of patience. Again.

As Terry Pratchett wrote, "This isn't life in the fast lane, it's life in the oncoming traffic."  I'm starting to long for the hot days of summer with two children home full time and driving me crazy. It'll be a nice change of pace from having everybody around me driving me nuts.  In the mean time, I think I'll go look for anew guided meditation or find a dark cave to hide in.

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