I’m stuck. Stuck on the edge of something. I’m almost there, kind of…I just can’t quite get…make…oh, you know what I mean…
Do you ever feel so full of inspiration, so wonderfully on the right path…so close to fulfilling some feeling of being fulfilled yet not quite able to put your finger on it. Not quite able to get yourself over the line? That’s how I’m feeling at the moment…a little stuck.
Joining up to Pinterest doesn’t help. My goodness. That space is just too much. And all of your wonderful blogs…dear me. I really want to make Monday craft day, cook delightful muffins from nothing but air and a little stevia, dry body brush myself to beautiful, create a visually inspiring work place complete with vision wall in my dark and dreary study, study well being and nutrition, write an e-book, launch a website, paint my nails red, but an orange based red because a blue based red will just make the veins stand out…..I want to take the kids on a beach walk and wear gumboots, I want to move to France for a year, or Italy, or Bali…or Noosa! I want to go to yoga, to make a green smoothie and I want my hair to be longer…now! I’m finding so many things I want to be yet I’m losing who I really am. I’m too much Hare and not enough Tortoise.
Obstacles. There are obstacles. The internet is one of them. Jeesh. The black hole is what we should call it because you just pop online to check your emails and 45 minutes later you are signing up for an e-course in organic gardening! And then there are the children. Do I love them? Fiercely. Would I change my situation? Not in a million years. Would I like a little more time to focus on life beyond the circle of motherhood without being asked for a drink? Yes please…if such a place exists.
Time, money, ability to make a decision. Disapproving looks from partners, cold rainy days, dairy intolerance, housework….the obstacles are plentiful, yet we find a way through. We are good at that. We look down the line, we prepare and we wait. We are patience personified. Because we know it will happen, one day…if we make it happen, one day.
I just need some order, some focus…but how? How do we achieve that? How do we prioritise our goals and our dreams and how do make room in our hectic, busy lives to nurture them and let them grow?
Is it just me? I would love to hear from you…how do you declutter your mind and make room for what is truly important?
Love and light,