I'm so goddamned blessed in this lifetime.
In this slice of life.
I ate spicy mayo on my chicken last night.
Never thought I'd see the day when that wasn't followed by deep sick physical regret.
Looking at my in-progress Libran drawing standing on the shelf. Staring at me for inspiration of the next color-filled steps.
Think she's going to get a taste of gold leaf in her mouth too.
Still reading The Creative Act by Rick Rubin, feels like an autobiography.
Show up and let the universe speak through me. I don't have many preconceived notions, it just works how it works.
Surprising myself at how this little Libran found herself lining up with the constellation, all accidental. All universal pre-paid plan.
Reading this morning about not really trying, and saying "oh, yep."
Time to start working on all-the-things.
No more dialing it in.


