As I watch my new garden flourish in this weird Melbourne Summer (rain and winter temps one day, hot summer day the next... and then more rain...), I feel my mind, body and spirit hedging closer to feeling ok.
I'm reminded of the regrowth that follows a bushfire.
A front garden full of heritage roses makes me stop, inhale heady perfume and wonder at the gobsmacking beauty that can exist in a single moment and all that nature provides.
There has been work of various kinds, book edits, teaching, dramas on both large and miniscule scales. There has been no design-mojo and no inclination to unpack any more boxes or think about the myriad to-do lists I could be looking at....
In between tasks, I stop. Breathe. Swim. Sleep. I have made time for making bread (we haven't bought a loaf since we moved in a month ago).
There has been time made for mothering. And picnic dinners on balmy evenings, by the local lake....
...and sometimes in the back yard.
There is even a tentative return of the long-lost cooking-mojo.
I'm slowly clawing back that 'life' part of the life/work balance. It appears to have been lost over the last two years and it's like I'm learning to walk again. Breathe again.
It hasn't all been about stopping, 'though.... I just couldn't stop crocheting that Summer Lace Tank Top. It's now my Summer Lace Dress.
Oh... keep an eye on that old couch in the background up there... I have big plans (and a big roll of fabric) for that one. (I also had optimistic plans to use that blue yoga mat a bit more frequently... but that hasn't really happened. It just looks like it's kept handy enough to be rolled out each day.)
I popped in to see old friends and met some wonderful new people, too. And once again, spending time with other people in the biz, who just 'get it', there was much laughter, a few tears and a sense of being a part of a community.
In other very exciting work-related news, the new book - due for release in May 2014 - is already available for pre-orders online.
Yikes. It's real!