catching up with myself
this has been such a strange month.
I have been so very tired. since the ecstasy of solstice, it feels like
all the energy has been draining away.
I am sitting in that space between
what was and what may come.
I’ve wandered if I will ever make art again.
and it has rained, and rained, and rained,
until I’ve felt my optimism all worn down.
today I want to sit in my workroom
and catch up with myself.

I’m starting the day by sewing name-tags into Rubin’s costume for the end of term school play, the week after next. He is going to be an owl! He looks wonderful in this. I wish I could say I’d made the outfit myself, but I didn’t. There is always so much to do for school, so much to keep up with and I struggle when I’m not feeling well. So I found this on a website called Little Mischiefs.
You’re ok, Sam. reallly. Being still, being in the in-between place, is almost always fertile, if for no other reason than providing rest. No guilt about needing rest, or taking it. Send me a photo of Tiger, as an Owl (grin), pretty please.