I have not had an ideas day since I started my organizing project. It consumed me, and for at least three weeks, I was obsessed. There is still plenty more that I can do, but for right now enough is enough. At least this is what my brain is now telling me. The creative part, it wants for me to again take action.
I realized all this this morning as I was cleaning the horse pen. It was looking like it was going to be one the nicest days of the year – and it was. The sun shone brightly and temperatures were in the teens. The low lying sun cast log shadows and the snow from yesterday’s bows hung heavily on the spruce boughs. At the distance, Granite Peak was bright white, in contrast to a breathtaking blue sky. It was one of those days when you walk around with your mouth agape – days like this are altogether too rare.
I thought at times about those who are living on the east coast and having to deal with cold temperatures and blizzard conditions. They are obviously not aware of how ideal the winter conditions are here. And they are. This, so far, has been an excellent winter for us.
The ideas were coming right and left. I wrote them down in my notebook. Most of them involve recycling center projects. Tomorrow I will meet with Carol, the VCRS volunteer coordinator and we will determine which ones are realistic and which ones are not.
I stayed inside longer than I should have, until noon – got some of my body awareness work on tape, and then had a go at doing my exercises while listening to the tapes. It worked well because I was able to stop the tape/computer and play around. The playing around is very important – the exploration is what creates the new neural pathways.
At 1:30 p.m., as planned, Deb and the posse arrived. This time, it was a small group, it included Deb and Bailey and Suki. Pete and I had Raudi and Hrimmi all saddled up and ready to go. Pete had, when I was inside, gotten out with the tractor and plowed the driveway and adjacent areas, so it was easier than yesterday to get around.