More Space

Trying to turn a new page in my life style. Clean out the clutter both in my closets and my brain. Dwell on the positive and enjoy life. Consciously and actively engage in the world that is moving around me.

I've never been a computer person. Internally, electronics give me a writhing feeling the way I imagine some people feel about snakes. But here I am... writing... in the moment, and I spend more time on the computer than anyone else in the house...still hate my cell phone though. 

I always knew I wanted to be a writer. Even as a girl. But I imagined myself huddled in the corner of a steep ceiling-ed attic. Clicking the levers of a black retro typewriter with dusty streams of light amplifying the shadows from the one windowed room. Occasionally a mouse might scurry past, and I guess I would have to take up smoking, because it seems like writers always smoked... in my head. They wear drape-y, artistic clothing in vibrant colors, and only smile at irony. Or maybe it's the image in my mind of the Jonie Mitchelle album. I'm not sure which one. The one with the oil painting of her with the deep blue background. The painting reminds me of The Scream by Edvard Munch.

But this could work too... 

Yoga pants and a sweatshirt that someone left at my house, hair in knots...a glass of green tea because it's supposed to be good for me. Which brings me to my next subject...

I've started yoga again. An exercise I truly enjoy just for the sake of doing it. I've only started practicing for two days and I already feel better. More space in my body. More room for words in my brain. And I feel taller...because at 5'1" I can use all the height I can get. I got in a half hour on the treadmill too.

Still on my quest to create fabulous food! Last night we had shrimp alfredo and wine sauce with cherry tomatoes, mushrooms, roasted garlic and basil. Not interested in cutting fat. I feel like fat makes us womanly, it's just getting it to go in the right places that's the trick. Smaller portions of delicious food it where I would like to go. Dieting makes me miserable and that's not the point of getting healthy. 

I also started painting a mural in the back room. I want it to be very woodsy-bogg like. With coiled ferns, mushrooms, moss, snails, lichen, skunk cabbage and bare rooted trees. I sketched some ideas on the wall last night...and what a liberating feeling! You know you own your own home when you can draw on the walls without asking permission. But anyway, I have to paint the walls first. I'm picking a mushroom grey color. Would still like to trim the windows in a distressed barn-wood, but we'll see where that goes.