Today's inspiration (even though I found it rather difficult to be inspired on this particular day):
-the wooden decorative vase of my new succulent plant
-"All That Jazz" from Chicago
-a weird remix of "Home" by Michael Buble (bizarre indeed!)
-disliking Jack Johnson
-liking John Mayer
-the sound of typing
-maracas
-Dirty Dancing (film)
-Alfred
-salt
-resignment
-a cat's contentment
I was unhappy to be waking up for an 8:30 meeting this morning but glad to have a commitment that I HAVE to wake up for. Otherwise I'd be doing god knows what at home until 10:30. Making coffee? Pondering furniture? Pondering dressage saddles? Planning out my Paris birthday trip? Reorganizing my top drawer? Categorizing my jewelry? I can tell ya puttsing around at home has its advantages and disadvantages. I miss my Brickyard brethren but I will get over it. Just like everything else. You get over shit -- good and bad shit. Whenever I have to wake up I'm exhausted and unable to drag myself out of my comfortable bed. When I have the entire next day to do whatever I want I wake up at 6 and am working all day. Sometimes complete freedom can (unconsciously) make your brain revert to urgency/productive mode. This is a comforting thought.
defend the silver lining
John Mayer says he knows the heart of life is good. I believe this too (70% of the time). Right now I feel like I'm typing at the end of a Sex in the City episode but oh well. Today and this day forward I will make a concerted effort to take the good with the bad and visa versa. Does this sound like a diary? More like mental diarrhea. Yummy mental picture.
As much as I feel like I'm being a cheese ball, I feel more like myself every day. It's a weird feeling to be returning to yourself as you knew it before you gave it all up. Sometimes "giving up" just means you're moving onto a new phase in your awareness of yourself. It's not a bad thing. Letting go can improve other parts of you that you never knew existed. Of course this brings me to my latest dressage/life epiphany: getting my horse to let go and relax while keeping contact with his mouth. It has improved our communication greatly -- "communication" meaning being a little more receptive to my aids and not checking out the scenery (ie. the female version of his species who are possibly in season). He also has more fun when the rules are clear and we sail over jumps awesomely.
Battle Creek 1-Day event in July. That is the goal. Hopefully a future post will be about this day.
