The Artist's Way Journey

The Artist's Way group has begun! I was tempted to share the mind blowing poem by Mary Oliver called The Journey. It's certainly one of my favorite poems ever. Then there it was, on Kat's web site, propelling us off into this journey together. A group with a common focus, on expanding our creativity. So I will start off my journey with another favorite poem of mine. This one by the lovely Naomi Shihab Nye

Come with Me

A journey can lead

east and west, from

north to south, up, down,

over, under, in between,

and next to.

A journey can last

a minute, an hour, a year,

a month, a lifetime.

A journey might be slow

or fast or both.

A journey might be shining.

One journey could remind you

of another one.

Are you sliding?

Stumbling? Floating?

Maybe it all depends

on your point of view.

I wasn't sure when I was going to be able to do the morning pages. A requirement for the Artist's Way:) I have a feeling it may change each day. With a 2 year old and a 9 month old and their nap, eating, playing schedules to contend with, my "free" time if fleeting. However the time has found itself the last few days. Flowing onto the paper just as my wee ones awake from their slumber and are not ready to get out of bed yet, this morning I wrote as my baby played on the floor and my son slept in. I was interrupted by a diaper change, husband leaving for work and feeding breakfast, but they were completed. After writing them I feel so much lighter, like I'm purging from the inside. I also have been re-evaluating my outside environment. Last night I went through every box in our basement and consolidated, marked for sale or put in bags to give away. I moved my craft stuff into my new found craft room (aka laundry room). I'm feeling a lightness of being today!