I started with a long list of things I wanted to accomplish. As I went through the day, I found that I was beating myself up for not getting enough done.
As I travel through plush lemony woods, I trip on life’s lemons just like anyone else. Sometimes it is comically obvious I cannot see the citrus for the forest.
Recently, I have been so overwhelmed, it seems as if part of my brain is offline. I bump into furniture which I normally navigate unharmed, and I feel like I am functioning outside of the normal timeline. I strain to consider my choices in these lemony situations, and yearn to make the proverbial lemonade. However, my juice has no sweetener. I am worn to a nub, as is my partner. Although we are ‘cup half full’ people, our cup has a leak, and I feel our lives rapidly draining out of it.
Julia Cameron, the noted writer, talks about synchronicity …two or more things that are apparently unrelated or unlikely to occur by chance, yet are experienced as occurring together. In her book, The Artist’s Way, just as I was struggling with psychic pain so intense that I was lost as to what to do, I read Julia’s book it and came to a part that was so stunningly relevant to pain’s place in my life that I had to write it down.