I should be getting ready for work, but with my girl still sleeping I am choosing to enjoy my coffee and pet my cat in the quiet, peaceful morning. I don't get many moments like this anymore. Ones where I can sit with my thoughts and...and she's awake.
I've been feeling creative yet stifled in my creativity at the same time lately. On one hand I do feel the creative pull. I have ideas spinning in my head, I send myself emails during the day of to-do lists for when I get home, but once I get home I have a hard time focusing on things that will help my business move forward. I'm hoping that once my roommate moves out and we turn his room back into my office that I will be able to focus more. It's hard to run and expand a business when there is no dedicated space for it and my home just ends up cluttered with paperwork, paint projects, and the inevitable toddler toys everywhere. Not to mention, my roommates furniture is HIDEOUS. Talk about sucking the creativity right out of you.
On Mother's Day I went to a class at my local art gallery called "Shifting your Consciousness and why this is important to do." We spent a lot of time focusing on being awake and present in your life. Not letting other people make decisions for you, and listening to clues your body and the world are giving you. We talked about journaling in general and one aspect of journaling that we spent a lot of time discussing was our dreams. I admit that I've been bad about writing anything at all since then. I'm using the excuse that I had the market coming up and just haven't had time. I have had some really interesting dreams since the class though that have gotten me thinking. The latest one was I was sitting in a classroom with my friend and my forearm started itching. I absentmindedly scratched it and felt something strange. I looked down and I had feathers growing out of my arm. I was growing wings! They were very new, soft, baby feathers and when I looked over at my friend, he was noticing the same thing on his arm. We were the only ones in class noticing this sort of thing so we tried to hide it. That was the end of that dream. I never really remembered my dreams before this class, but I never paid any attention to them either. The ones that I'm remembering now have definitely given me insight into what I'm doing with my life and the direction it is going. It's interesting and a bit scary at the same time.
This post isn't really about anything in particular. Just mostly a brain dump. Maybe my journaling needs to happen on my blog instead of in a notebook for me to be comfortable with it? I'm not sure, but if feels good to get this off my mind. Does anyone else journal or even pay attention to your dreams in regards to your life choices? Have you had any enlightening ones lately?
PS- Yes my face and my header are missing from my blog. I shouldn't play around with things that I don't know how to fix :/