“In chance events both emotionally and symbolically meaningful, our psychological experience of a synchronicity always occurs to enable us to move forward in some way…if we are characters in a story, the ending may not be a happy one, but the life we are living is at least one that is whole and coherent. It is the function of synchronicity to help us see this wholeness — if not goodness — behind the ups and downs of each chapter of the life we live.”
There Are No Accidents: Synchronicity and the Stories of Our Lives – Robert H. Hopcke
Well, seeing that I have a whole lot more time on my hands, lately, to dabble and reach and maybe even shine (seeing that I got fired from my oh-so-ill-fitting office job last Monday), I’ve been working on revamping my … er … life, I suppose, but in my customary no-holds-barred way. I am assaulting all angles at once… body, mind and spirit… closet and/or wardrobe… art projects… cleaning and de-cluttering… laundering and sorting of clothing and linen-y things… and last but not least, revamping my e-presence. Chaos ensues, but slowly there emerges… order. There were several links that were broken when I migrated my “old” blog contents (from onesundayafternoon.blogspot.com) to here, and I had such great plans and schemes to bring that one (and a few more that I’d registered) to new and/or greater heights. Time–and the whittling away of my soul at the grind that was my job–verily caused me to abandon ship… so they’ve all been floating along the cyberspace sea like an unmanned armada, narrowly avoiding ship wreak, but only just. I’m reclaiming the helm… of many things. The Incubus song, Drive, comes to mind.
In any case, while I was reworking some links which had somehow gotten broken, I rediscovered a site that has inspired me in the past and (not surprisingly) did so again. Debra Schanilec’s blissmonger.com site/blog is a spot on the ‘net that is not to be missed. When I grow up, I want to be like Debra. The quote (above) was snipped from this post. Read it and feel the shine. 🙂 Oh… and if you feel like snorting with laughter, tear-y eyed (from the hilarity), then you must check THIS spot out… I had almost forgotten how good it feels to laugh… have you, too?
A little upheaval going on here these last few months… major changes (I changed workplaces and am still adjusting)… successive visitors from Canada, which was a real treat, because I got to hang with my buds and took some time off from work during the second visit, which was of a little longer duration than the first one (I’ll post some photos from each in a little while). All this to say that my art “stuffs” have been suffering somewhat… little time and energy (and hence not much motivation) to sit down and play. Frankly, I’ve been in this strange nesting mode (and it’s not because I’m pregnant, so scratch that thought), straightening up and clearing out, and organizing, and cleaning… up to the point, of course, when the energy gives out. I feel like I’m anemic again (chewing on the ice cubes is a good indication of such) and so I’ve begun popping slow release iron again, which I invariably forget to take or tire of taking (I worry about taking too much of it, over time… it IS a heavy metal).
In any case, I started playing with this month’s postcards, whose color theme is “salmon and turquoise.” As you can see, I’ve not got very far with the experimenting, but I’m a bit slow on production these days. My workbench has been piled so high with “stuff” that there wasn’t any room to work on it, so I’ve had to extend my work space with another little table. Wish I had a studio space to work in, but alas, it’s not going to happen in our little two-bedroom apartment.