During the radio show, I felt that joy again. Strong women artists, making and sharing art.
A 5 minute play was both given a first read and a read after being given direction. The writers beamed as they experienced their newly written words coming to life through the actor’s rich characters. And the radio studio sizzled with the joy of being connected in the moment with art in the making.
This year I am softening my “resolutions” into monthly promises for myself. Resolutions always feel like somehow we are “less than” and if we implement our RESOLUTIONS we will become “more than” .. . . . and when we fail to keep our resolutions . . . . we are now “even lesser” than we were before we made our resolve for the new year. Our resolve dissolved.
I made a promise to our Connections Radio audience that I would share my 2018 promise of the month. Eugenia has given me a wine to consider for each of the first six months, and in June of 2018 we will in June update the wines for the promises of July through December.
It has been ridiculously cold here lately. And living on a rural prairie hobby farm, which I lovingly call the Prairie Heart, the deep cold of winter requires a certain stamina. And that stamina is derived from a “creative preparation”. Moving into the cold taps into the mental,
physical, emotional and yes . . . even a spiritual preparation to face the cold and deal ESPECIALLY with the dreaded freezing up of the water pump, automatic horse trough and the chicken water.
A maternal energy ignites …. It is not just a good idea to open up the water . . . it is an imperative. The critters MUST have plenty of access to fresh open water during these deep freezes. Perhaps without this caretaking adrenalin . . . I might not be as motivated to deal with the icy elements as I do. But the adrenalin does reveal some magic.
We all are connected. We are creatures of belonging . . . . finding our way.