Hello beautiful human,
Last evening I drove over to a friend’s house. We both moved to this area at roughly the same time from roughly the same place and that would be basis enough for a friendship but she’s also a creative spirit. She’s an artist who lives right on the river, and her home (someone else said this first but it’s perfect) looks like a page from an I Spy book, if you remember those. Knickknacks, curios, baubles and salvaged or repurposed items cover every surface. Surprising art in surprising places high and low. Where I keep trying to simplify simplify simplify she has gone the opposite direction and I love it. Her home bristles with creative passion and invitation.
It was nice to have a glass of wine and catch up even for just an hour. I told her I felt I was in the midst of deep creative recovery and discovery here in An Inviting Space and she smiled and nodded. Oh yes, I have read a couple of your letters. When I have time.
A couple. Now and again. When she has time. I couldn’t have been more glad to hear it.
It’s a daunting prospect to write something daily. I wouldn’t recommend it (don’t try this at home kids). For myself, this is practice and a practice and the regularity of it, the rhythm of “daily” feels right for right now. I’ll stick with it and see where it takes me and stay open to shift, swerve and wonderment.
But I would never, never expect a readership to tune in every day to these musings. That would be a too-big ask.
Some of you do, I know. And if you find value here each morning with these “little bits” as one reader calls them, I’m grateful and honored and I do my best to show up for you.
And with that said, please. Know. That I fully expect and encourage us to delete these unread at times. To skim. To save for later. Like a stream cascading gently over rocks towards the river and towards the sea, the flow will continue and when the right time comes to dip back in, I hope we feel refreshed all over again. I have this strange trust that we connect and find each other at the right time. Show up here when it feels right to do so, and I believe there will be some small phrase or paragraph to hit home and provide exactly what we need in the moment. I believe in serendipity.
“If we can just let go and trust that things will work out the way they're supposed to, without trying to control the outcome, then we can begin to enjoy the moment more fully. The joy of the freedom it brings becomes more pleasurable than the experience itself.”
― Goldie Hawn
“If your mind was as efficient as your lungs in taking what it needs and discarding what it doesn't, you would be invincible”
- Leo Lourdes, from A World of Yoga
The washing machine is swishing something or other around, and I have one ear perked for when it sings its little song to let me know its done. The kids come home tomorrow and it seems like it would be nice to have clean sheets and towels. And now as Ifinish this up, the rain comes and provides a release for all of us. Exhale
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Today’s invitation: what is one tiny microshift you can practice today to lighten the load, lower the expectation, and gain a little more space? Just one tiny thing you can let go of. How does that feel? And what’s the next tiny microshift you want to make after that? And after that?
Looking to grow the connection and the energy? Here are some possibilities:
Your attention and time are the true gifts. Thank you. xoS