In a flurry of trying to call in sick to work and the college class I’m taking, two of the texts I got back said:
and the other:
2: Feel better.
I’ve decide that these three words are going to somehow become my theme for this year’s Lenten observance. I’m not sure what will come of these thoughts. But, one of the good things about having bursts of unthinkable busyness is that it gives something to reflect on when those calendar pages are done and turned.
If life were different I would challenge myself to blog along the way to this Easter.
My intuition tells me to stay focused on the marathon spring ahead for our family, and enjoy that circus until school’s end.
A teaching mentor and dear friend who held me on his shoulders when I was a wee lass sets those boundaries to prevent total exhaustion. Creative juices go wild in the summer. This was my mother’s creative calendar too now that I think of it…
In any case. I miss the solitude of connecting with others and the spirit while writing and posting, yet am so thankful for the way life has fallen together for me and interrupted my blogging journal tool.