So grateful for the rain; busy praying up more more more
"The Artist's Way," by Julia Cameron, is a stupefyingly great book written, ahem, or at least published, in 1992. Last week I was devastated by the reading and my own writing. What came up was old and musty, having spent quite a long time in the proverbial attic of my mind. Shocked by a very active CrazyMaker, I thought that I needed to sign quickly up for a psychic surgery of some kind. Please, help me get this out! away! banned for good! The next day, as I grumbled through at least 2 and 1/2 of the 3 Morning Pages, it suddenly dawned upon me that MY CrazyMaker is actually a very helpful and willing part of me! Who else shows up, unbidden to proclaim, "Ha! So what?! You're screwed!!!"
And here are 4 Rules of the Road:
- Show up at the page. USE the page to rest, to dream, to try.
- Fill the well by caring for my artist.
- Set small and gentle goals and meet them.
- Pray for guidance, courage and humility.
Hee hee hee! That is precisely what it means!
So I am willing to surrender to lemon yellow, orange orange, drops of rain poised to drop to the green green grass below. I surrender to forgiving, to adventure, to tears, to transparency, to Loving This!
And I leave you with this wonderful Mae West-ism: Whenever I have to choose between two evils, I always like to try the one I haven't tried before.
Yeah! I surrender to that, too!