The rain filled the day with a feeling of way too many people shopping. The face mask felt heavy and too dense against especially my nose, and it took its toll on us to go shopping today.
But we got most of what we needed, we enjoyed the company of dear friends, and the weather quickened our trip. We went to two stores only, that was more than enough to me, thank you.
A ray of hope on a gray day is the prospect of hours with creative pursuits after yet another positive meeting over a cup of fresh coffee. With happy kids, one of which already touches the future teenager aspect.
With a positive, helpful, and interesting conversation between adults who truly enjoy each other´s company. And with about an hour of creative freestyle writing.
Tomorrow, it is time for Samhain, my kind of New Year as a witch. Also known as Halloween, All Hallow´s Eve, and the third harvest Sabbath. In 2020, it is also Blue Moon and Full Moon.
So there is plenty of positive energy around to use in the ritual that I prepared Wednesday and yesterday. Space for the usual stage fright from anticipations. And a pleasant feeling of trustworthy intuition.
Another ray of hope on a gray day is my level of productivity this week. I know that I´m in the high side of my bipolar disorder, and much of my creative drive and energy stems from that.
But this time, I can manage to do the little extra every day, and now I´m downstairs in my home, where we will continue our overhaul of a house and a garden with personality and character.
I did not plan this blog post. It came alive with the arrival of my creative muse. She rests on my shoulders, sparkling with new ideas and thoughts, and so demanding.
What I plan, however, is a follow-up on my Samhain ritual tomorrow. I will try to guide you through my rite, so you feel that you were there. Therefore, expect pictures of beauty, inner peace, and happiness.
Last, but not least, a ray of hope is also the ability to conquer fear of going out into the outside world in times of serious trouble. Oh yeah, the numbers are rising in Denmark, too.
It has been a gray day, but we came through it without whining. Now, the evening is full of tingling anticipation for a couple of hours with the creative drive at full speed.
I had an hour to write this, to find an appropriate picture, and to read it aloud to listen to the music between the lines. Tonight, it is the old stuff that still catches my attention.
Because the writing process has its own sounds, depending on my moods on the day. Because I dance with the keyboard, when I sit for a creative writing session. And because you can feel it if I do my work properly.
So, this is it for today. I hope that you are well, happy, and content, dear readers and followers. May this Samhain be the opposite of this terrible year. So mote it be.
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