Starting out on the Artist's Way (tidying my room and swimming)

I had a busy day, full of lesson planning, and practical life tasks. my to do lists are full to the brim. Not only this but I started going through my accumulated things from the last three years, and realising I had a tone of free writing, with poems and bits of journal, all over the place.

 It is one of those day to week long tasks and sitting down and decided what to keep and what to get rid of. The evidence of my life, essentially. The urge is here to put my life into some sort of order, how long it will last I can not say.

And after all the above efforts, I went swimming for a whole hour for the first time since 2012. I didn't realise this was pretty good going until I told people afterwards. Swimming is like meditation in its rhythmic repetitiveness. At first it is rather boring, and perhaps if I had someone to race, or compete with, it would get more interesting. Maybe water polo could be spice things up a bit.

So having had a full day already, I finally sat down and read the first two chapters of The Artist's Way. it looks as though this will be an intense read, which might result in another ego death, another creative spiritual awakening, and pain. Am I ready for it? Well for warned is fore armed, and at least this time I know what to expect, have control, and can do things on my terms.

I am a bit conflicted as to whether I should continue with the journal writing book I borrowed from Woodbrooke, or forget it and devote myself entire to the new course. There is a special feeling I get when I open the book which teaches you more about writing as a spiritual practice. It is still making me really happy in this deep way.

Not an easy choice, but a part of me wants to dive into the Artist's Way, and see what transformations come about in the next twelve weeks. 

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