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This morning after meditating, i felt wonderful threads of thoughts coming together, ideas coalescing, then later while drawing the lines would not. i felt ornery, discordant, like frayed threads coming apart and tangling at the same time, despite the earlier easy weave. I kept at it thinking hmmm that’s interesting… Uncomfortable but no big deal

Not there yet but having fun with Listening to the Lion!

Today my resistance to writing that is in front of me showed up in my choice to make a second drawing (above) as though the first (below) wasn’t sufficient. So i allowed my inner critic to direct for a little while, divert me from the priority for just a bit longer. Having loosened the reins

i made it into my kayak last week for the first time this year. i am aiming to get there again this week. When it’s not in and parting water, then it’s pointing to water.

Key to the day… a Rose of Sharon bud i knocked off the plant while mowing yesterday, placed in a bowl of water. In the morning the bud had opened greeting me with its beauty. After drawing, it seemed nothing could measure up. i waited to post the drawing until this afternoon after i’d attempted