Stumped for a couple of weeks, I paused to acknowledge this and became aware of some distractions. I can postpone writing, creating, collaborating, growing, and giving. There are windows of time, when we choose not to … not to do that, not to do this. We choose to be distracted. Or we can change this season, this overwhelm and judgement, now.
As I have written about before, first comes awareness, then action. I have an action plan, starting with writing a poem to get into flow, and then add some thoughts preceding the poem. Later, I can box up that distracting collection hoarded at my feet in my painting area. I can bin paper and party goods to create space in a pantry and a cupboard. If I move the kennel (Kylie died forever ago) to the garage I have a place in the laundry room for the bin. The towels from the bin can go in the basket on top of the bin where the kennel used to be and will cover the rags and look pretty and be available for pool guests.
Those same things that overwhelm and distract, come with harsh judgement. It’s a cycle. It can be a moment, a season, a whole year or decades. You can pause to embrace and change. Focus does wisp away distraction. Think of how many tabs are open. Close some tabs and get to the good stuff with intention. “This moment make wholesome!”
Change This Season
Harvest and gather Days are sometimes crisp Yet warmed by sunshine While leaves fall every wisp More apples and mums Less skin, choose sleeves Stunning moon even at day Ghosts our child believes Dragging pots to the garage Lantana gone gargantuan Herbs, geraniums, spikes Years to give again and again Porches come alive Gardens brown down Twinkly lights mesmerize Pumpkins galore adorn town Hibiscus and tropicals Moved in to sunny windows Outside a blanket of straw Elephant ears readied for lows Breathe deeply my love Heartfelt days to come Time gone by, well spent This moment make wholesome!