I’m absolutely loving the recent chill in the air! When I poke my head outside it’s like I can smell the crispness of everything, it’s an extra smell that comes with the cold and the changing of the trees, I can’t explain it properly, just that I enjoy it — immensely. Yesterday I was at a session with my psychomotor-physiotherapist and I filled her in on recent events, and even though it’s common to have these setbacks she instructed me to take some time to get back to doing something I enjoy, something that gives me something positive so that I can get my motivation back, something that feels good in both body and mind. The task turned out to be easier said than done and I wandered aimlessly at home afterwards without much clue as to what this thing should be, and so when I got an inkling of a temptation towards my sketchbook and ink — which I hadn’t touched in three years — I figured I could just go for it, no thoughts, no worries as to what I should draw or that it wouldn’t be good enough, I’d simply just do it and enjoy myself.
I bundled up in fleece, wool and thick sweatpants, made some tea in a thermos mug and sat up a little camp outside on the porch, music on my laptop and otherwise just disconnected from both the world, but most importantly my own head.
I stayed there until my fingers were too frozen to execute the task at hand. I think it was close to two hours of blissful silence in my head, which is a luxury I seldom get. My sketching had no aim, so after playing around with pencils I headed over to ink, without caring what the result might be. Some times all you need to do is create something.
Again I pulled a Yogi tea from the cupboard that told me “You are unlimited” a hint? I think it might’ve been as I clearly wasn’t accepting the tag the first go around, some times the nudges are right there in your face, waiting for you to be ready enough to invite them in.
Now I’m curled up in bed after tidying all day, my room is far from decent after three weeks of neglect, but at least I got all the laundry out of the way (four loads…) and tidied up the place, next up will be dusting, hoovering and washing, but that’s a task for Thursday as I have an appointment tomorrow. Small tasks to fill the days up until I can add more; everything is crawling forwards again.
Earlier today I watched an old Harry Potter tribute video that I’d completely forgotten about, and it made me want to re-read and re-watch the series, but as I’ve seen the films more than I’ve read the books I decided to re-read it all. The rest of the evening is reserved for The Chamber of Secrets, slow music and fuzzy blankets, tea in hand. A nice conclusion to a productive day, compared to the last week.
I honestly envy the people who get to experience Rowling’s universe for the first time, it’s such a magical thing — pun intended 😉
– Martie xx