The hilarious thing is that I wrote the above two weeks ago and I feel exactly the same today. Massive shifts are going on with the proposal/ dissertation. I decided that consernation wasn't getting things done, so maybe play would. I like it when I'm right. I also like it when I gently let go rather than prying things out of my white knuckled hands. It's a nice feeling. So I'm messy, but it's less like a tornado blew my life to bits and more like a spring breeze blew things around and now I'm seeing what to keep, and where and how it fits together again. I'm not accepting what was the status quo. I'm over that.
I'm over half way through my Bellyfit practicum. I have a place to teach it.
I've got a coding schema and new theoretical framework together and I'm moving. I have 1/3 of a dress knit and I'm getting a starter pattern for a dress made out of this delightful material.
I've been moving in writing in starts and stops. I've been to drumming classes/ circles and ballroom dancing. I have had meals and conversations with people I love and respect. I have been laughing so hard I've been crying.
The only thing I'm struggling with is eating. Sugar and fat have been my go to for comfort far too often this past month. A reset is necessary... Just looking for a direction.
I'm enjoying making peace with the fact that a mess that is mindful and moving is a very good look for me.
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