Day 2: I let go; I face the real

I leave bits and pieces of my material life behind me wherever I go: keys, my wallet, my scarves and jackets.  Some things return to me, others I never see again. Life. Sometimes I place things in my closets, or drawers, or cupboards haphazardly because I don’t know what else do with the thing I hold in my hand. There will always be at least one cupboard that isn’t organized. A cupboard that holds an object it probably shouldn’t– an object I can’t find any other place for, and then I forget.

So opening cupboards can feel scary.

But you gotta do it–

And then you must let go of that which no longer serves you.

Like my blow dryer.

Like artificial deadlines.

I love my pace, my process. It’s mine and I will work with it, not against it. I will not berate myself for the things I do not know. I love what I will learn from the act of doing, not necessarily that final product.

But I’m not going to lie– It’ll feel fucking cool when I finish my degree.

“The knight looked surprised by the question. ‘What does it matter where my body happens to be?’ he said. ‘My mind goes on working all the same. In fact, the more head downwards I am, the more I keep inventing new things.” (Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass)

Calm your mind, calm your body, live with love.  Inventions are neat, but some days you need to face the real.

I face the effing real.


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