The Hawk-Mo Hotwire

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Enjoy the Present Moment

Last night’s yoga class was spectacular as usual. But more spectacular in that I was there, with mind, body and soul, enjoying the present moment. And there was a sign on the wall, written in beautiful calligraphy, to remind me to do just that. Which I kept reading.

Every movement I was there. I was feeling it, and playing around with how I could feel it more or different.

I gave up the stress of worrying about if I’m going to sell any of the shirts I’ve started printing or they will end up as a failure on the way to another success.  The reality is it doesn’t matter. They’re printed, I believe in them, and the money has already been spent.

The little voice in the back of my head that tells me my writing isn’t any good and I should stop, was quiet. I don’t force myself to write, it just happens. That’s how creativity works. It just happens. It can’t be helped. Or stopped.

The nagging loneliness of having lived in Floyd for a year and not really made any friends was gone. I knew moving here that that was going to be a challenge. What I didn’t know is how much of a social creature I really am. But this year has been more then good to me. And the friends are percolating, and they’re amazing, this is undeniable.


About mudly

Mud is main blog writer extraordinaire, picture guru, and the garden and adventure instigator. She loves to cook, but doesn’t much like following a recipe. She also loves typewriters, the color turquoise, and wearing tie dye with stripes. And she dorks out on while dreaming up and planning her next garden.

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This entry was posted on May 12, 2011 by in It's What I'm Thinking About Right Now and it Doesn't Fit Anywhere Else.

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