Although juggling chainsaws would be kind of amazing.
Some days I’m not even paying attention to my self-imposed creativity challenge. This is easy to do in April with Napowrimo in full swing. I know I will have to sit down sometime and write something. What comes out seems less important than instilling the practice of listening and writing.
This past weekend I juggled quite a few projects. I think sometimes the idea of juggling things has been a pejorative but a truly gifted jongleur manages, with just her hands and the laws of physics, to keep quite a number of objects in play. And entertain along the way.
You can take your pick which objects(s) you might want to keep track of.
Was it flowers that I created for an event?
The bathroom project (Okay, I admit that’s not my creativity at this point!) And demo day 3?
No more ceiling
Style? (with my dear husband)
Theater of a sort?
King of Wands
the sky’s the limit
but I’ll have to walk through fire to get to it.
past the lion with the gaping joy
past all enduring in the desert of no return
my desire for you must be purified.
my desire for you must be tested
passion is the crucible
where I must sit
deliberating my self-righteousness
Virtue must be melted
vanity must give up it’s embrace
before we can be won.
Of course, I think I have to track them all!