Sandals Barefoot to Birkenstocks and Socks
What an interesting week this has been… we celebrated my youngest grandson’s ninth birthday… OMG where does the time go? It has been a couple of weeks of changes; changes in the weather as we move from the sizzling heat of summer to the tepid days of autumn with a few wintery rainy days sneaking in. My clothes are changing from short pants to sweatpants, t-shirts to sweatshirts, sandals barefoot to birkenstocks and socks.
I’ve been struggling with sleep patterns being al wonky, trying to stay awake til my favorite prime time shows come on then watching too many too late into the night and suddenly it’s midnight. Where did the day go? I’ll go to bed early tonight and darned if I’m not up before the sun is even thinking about lighting up the morning sky.
My internal clock is either in need of a new battery or it needs to be wound up on a more regular basis. Can’t blame it on daylight savings time, it’s been going on for weeks. It’s a retired issue I’m told by some who profess to know. I don’t know, I just want to crawl back into my cozy bed and actually sleep, not just lay awake with my eyes closed.
I’ve been writing all year and now with the eminent birth of the first book, I’m busy with birthing activities and not sure how to swaddle this baby when it gets here.
Have you ever been on the edge of something done and dread the completion of it? Well, dread maybe isn’t the right word, maybe scared, wonder what’s next, how will it live in the world, will it even live in our world?
Autumn into Fall is such a time of transition and boy am I feelin’ it this year. I think I am becoming addicted to writing. All the stuff that comes after the writing is done, the books in gestation period, is mind numbing, inspiration draining and just darn right boring sometimes.
I want to write, to create, to dream “stuff” into being, to paint pictures with words and watercolors, and throw spitwads at the wall. Ha, well, maybe not that last one but who knows, that’s what flowed off the fingertips in this dawn light of a new day when I thought I would be sleeping, pup curled up around my feet.
These little Friday Snacks have been a bit of a saving grace. I’ve thought about connecting regularly for years and could never see onto that path, what would I say and who would I say it too? Then words started speaking to me from the music I listened to, from the television shows I watch, from the email arriving everyday filled with words, from journals revisited. Words following thoughts followed by words.
We all have those moments when we are standing on the precipice and we know that if we step off it, there’s no going back. All the possible futures disappear with that first step, the first word, first thought…
Our thoughts are powerful creations in the experience of life. Rather than merely accepting these sleepless nights, these frustrating but necessary days, the excitement that fades, perhaps, my only true reality is in this present moment, in these words that carry my thoughts out into the world in anticipation of their manifestation into the things I dream.
As the sun tries to sneak out of the stormy sky, I think I will create something beautiful today. Today, sunshine or rain, I will lasso an elusive thought and turn it into a story. I will write for me today, for you next week, for my grandson’s tomorrows.
I will write away the disconnected entities that wander around in my sleepless mind and write into the story I want to dream through my sleep. I will write into the feelings that are speaking and give voice to the un-noticed and dismissed, to the hidden and unheard.
What awaits the paper and pen are the intelligent messages of light and of love, of living now and dreaming on. I will send out, transmit, relay and ignite the deep positive transformative feelings that have been keeping me awake in the sleeping hours of the night. There in lies the message, the next story, the words pushing their way to the surface… Creativity cures the sleepless mind!.
Good bright early morning and good starlit peaceful night!
“Get my Free Gift Living An Intentional Life”
Vicki Dobbs is a bold and adventurous warrior walking a path of heart to manifest spirituality in everyday lives. She opens existential gateways for individuals to face their challenges and embrace these tests as the great teachers that they are.
Her goal is to see everyone walk in beauty and balance every day of their lives empowered by the voice of their own authentic truth.
Through Wisdom Evolution and Sacred Wisdom Workshops, Vicki creates opportunities for others to make deep personal changes through experiential classes, ceremony, sacred art and story. She endeavors to inspire others to create their lives intentionally. Vicki is an Inspirator of everyday awareness, an Instigator of spontaneous stories and a Connoisseur of Creativity. Gratitude and grace sprinkled with humility and humor are the medicine she brings to the world.
As an Elder, Teacher and Entrepreneur, Spiritual Coach, Ordained Minister and Crafter of Sacred Art and Tools, Vicki perceives life’s journey as an ever-upward spiraling ascension of the human spirit leading her to wisdom, wholeness and authenticity.
Her experience includes being trained in the Harner Method of Shamanic Counseling and the Pachakuti Mesa Tradition of Cross Cultural Shamanism. She is a Graduate Teacher and Mentor with the Lynn Andrews Center For Sacred Arts and Training and has been the Administrator and Writers Guide for Writing Spirit, the School.
Vicki is also an Artist of the Spirit Certified Spiritual and Energetic Life Coach, a Graduate Mentor in the AoS program and a founding member of HeatherAsh Amara’s Warrior Goddess Leadership Team and Facilitator of the Warrior Heart Practice.
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