Over the last few weeks/months I have been trying to let go of pressures. Pressures that I have been putting on myself. To accomplish tasks, to make decisions, to move forward. To Know what I Should Be Doing.
And at the same time I have been focusing less on being earnest about everything and more on how I can bring fun and joy back into my life. I had put these on the back burner due to an erroneous belief that I could only access them once my Real Life was Sorted. Once I deserved them I suppose.
And I have found myself drawn, or re-drawn, to various texts, blogs, podcasts and books advocating not only getting out of my own way but also, more importantly, how to stop thinking that I have to do it all on my own. I am slowly beginning to really believe that there are infinite resources out there, metaphysically and practically, just itching to give me all that I desire!
This morning, resurfacing out of nowhere, came my dream of a physical Space To Be – somewhere in nature, where people could come together to express, to create, to simply BE whatever they are being in this moment. I saw artists coming with their own studios – portacabins, metal containers, wooden huts; a space for creatives to get together, to inspire and be inspired; a safe and sacred sanctuary for people from all walks of life to be themselves, whatever was going on for them in their own individual journeys, and with no need to be any different; a communal space for talks or workshops or just hanging out; and animals, and flowers, and nurturing foods…..
In my spirit of allowing I am simply feasting on this vision and having no expectations of outcome. I have no conditions on timings or location or size. I will take tiny steps, as I am moved to, to bring this to reality.
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