Collage (c) Colette Copeland
Even though I haven't made much of a dent yet in my making space/clearing out efforts, I feel lighter today, as if that little dark cloud hanging over me has dissipated. Instead of fighting it, I did yoga, went downtown to see a friend, browsed in Chapters, came home and made a couple of quilties I'm happy with. It take practice not to get lost in that little dark cloud, a prisoner of your own mind, but to change gears. This is difficult when you're sinking, it's so much easier to sink than fight to get up, but fight you must because you've been there often enough to remember how hopeless the "easier" route is. Perhaps that's why we repeat mistakes again and again, so that we can "get it" and move out of the trap.
Tonight I have flamenco class -- guaranteed to make me happy. It's no accident that we're working on alegrias (alegria = cheerfulness).