Hi all y’all,
Muy frio. Besides walking the dog, I am lucky to work inside my house.
I have taken a whole week to get myself into the new year. My word is OPEN. For some reason, it always needs capitalizing.
I used about a third of my board from last year.
I tried out some new techniques and some new products. Trying not to mind that supplies are expensive and this is old cardboard.
My board is different this year. It is mostly all painted, but still has so many rectangles.
On the Cosmic Cowgirl January phone call, I saw that the gift that I am giving to the new year is a bunch of white roses. I plan to buy them throughout the year as a reminder.
Last year’s board was a little 3D, so this board is very lumpy.
I left the board a vague on purpose. I think the year might have different plans for me than I imagine… 3 presents, a fortune, 3 spirals, 16 candles, many people, a blank canvas, and my gift of a white rose. I don’t’ know why or what the numbers mean. Running laterally through the board is my piece of the red thread. I spent the whole week, on and off, just wondering and painting layers and layers on this board.
Cosmic Cowgirls each hold one section of the red thread. It is too much to be responsible for everything, so we all commit to doing our part. That is the meaning I am going for with the thread… doing my part. The thread also keeps us connected to other people. Imagine if we were all standing in a circle, all around the world, holding that thread, connected.
So far, I am mostly aware of the people on the vision board. If I am to be open, I will have to be open to people. Hmmm.
This vision board is not about a to do list. It is about dreams and desires.
This really cool sign for my house came in the mail for my birthday.
My BFF, Jules, had it made for me. (Thank you)
I was fortunate to spend a whole day with my mini muse, Maggie. She is a funny and entertaining girl. Our day went from looking for pearls in pistachios (only the organic nuts have pearls) to thinking Rhiana wrote “Monster” just for her. These are the lyrics to the bridge…
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy
I am so excited to watch MMM grow up.
Looking forward to 2014.
Opening to possibilities.
Gratefully in love,