A beautiful life

In my last post I talked of goals made and projects started that never took off from the ground. I'm happy to report that in the sunlight of spring I have once again found energized motivation. Writing is still on the back burner for now, but I've been exercising every day and I've finally started scrapbooking again. I've filled multiple photo albums too; it feels good to know that those memories are just a page turn away. Speaking of page-turning, I've rediscovered my love for Stephen King after more than a decade of neglect. His books light a fire under me and remind me that it's okay to embrace my dark creativity. I'm feeling inspired.

My days are now filled with gardening in the sun, accompanied by the musical soundtrack of wind chimes, my favorite songs and my son at play. The vegetable garden that I've been planning for years is actually happening now and I'm excitedly awaiting the first signs of life. Strawberries, flowers and climbing ivy on a pretty new lattice are all happy works in progress as well. I'm reminded every day how lucky I am that I've been able to manifest the beautiful life that I always dreamed of.

I've carefully been distancing myself from people who I react to with negative emotion and I've stopped paying such close attention to toxic news media. It's amazing how quickly the fog lifts.