I’ve invoked more laughter, more fun, more delight into my life and I love how it’s showing up.
Today it started with a dream. I’d been invited next door for coffee and so what do I do? I go out onto my enclosed back porch, climb up on a chair so I can reach a table to stand on, and then proceed to precariously launch myself out a window, scrambling for foot- and hand- holds, all the while noticing my body isn’t all that more athletic in dream life than one might hope. Just as I’m about to reach for a gutter downspout, my husband whose has been standing behind me on the porch asks, “What are you doing?” I love dream questions – they often feel like such rich invitations to explore, don’t they?! In any case, I started to answer, “I’m going next door” when it occurred to me, maybe there’s an easier way. Like using the door perhaps?!
And so I woke with laughter, and an invitation to look at what I’m making way more complicated and difficult than it needs to be. I suspect I’m going to find quite a few things.
This feels like a rich and fertile time for me, and it really feels like I’ve arranged for the last half of autumn to be about gathering supplies for my winter in-turning. I’m feeling the urge to fill my coffers with treasures which I’ll continue to unpack during the long winter dark. But in the meantime this current time feels pretty packed. I’ve loaded my plate with some wonderful classes that feel oh-so-rich, including Our Word: The Collective Guide to Intuitive Writing (with MaryBeth Bonfiglio and 4 other beautiful writer/alchemists) and Melissa Ixcheldevi’s Repose among others.
Friday ushers in a new month, and I’ll be playing in another month-long blogging challenge. Fun!
But I’m also going to do my best to follow the guidance to pursue my inspiration and leave the to-do list behind. So I’m kind of excited to see what these upcoming weeks look like. And I’ll certainly be on the lookout for laughter, fun, and always more delight.
What about you? Had a amusing dream lately? Taking some interesting classes? Feeling the pull of winter calling in the distance? Do tell – you know I love to hear.