What comes . . .

Every footstep forward seems like it shows me something new, and at the same time I feel like lesson's that I've already learned are coming back around just to make darn sure I got it the first time. 

People are mirrors - what you shine out of yourself gets shone straight back. If I'm having a shitty, blah day, when I go anywhere or try and do anything, all I get is shitty blah responses, from the people serving me in the shops, from the drivers at the intersection, from the people walking down the street in the opposite direction. I don't even have to say anything to them. They somehow pick up on my shittiness and shine it right back in my face. Thank goodness the same thing happens when I'm feeling great!! :) Shine the love and gratitude out, and back it comes, times about a million. 

And it's been a great week to be reminded of that. 

Another lesson - what you need comes to you when you need it, if you're open to it. It might be the friend who inadvertently gets you thinking about something in a different way, just when you were ready to give up on the subject. It might be a chance encounter with someone who reminds you with out saying anything directly, that you are where you're supposed to be. It might be that email from the new internet provider making an appointment to install the you-beaut new satellite, just when you'd given up all hope of ever posting a photo on your website again. 

And then there's the tough one. The realisation that even though I am holding myself accountable, I am actually still shirking the things I "think" I can let slide. Walking the dog every day.  Getting down on the lounge room floor for some yoga. Putting in the time in the veggie garden. (OOOoooooooh man have I got the best veggie garden going right now!! and I can't even post photos of it to show you.) And it's the family things that are sliding.

This week comes with an extra challenge.
Yes, do the work. But also, do all the work. Cover all the bases. Just because I've started on this journey does not give me permission to live the life of an anti-social recluse, avoiding everything but the art. Accountability means all parts of my life - work, family, social, spirit, beach. (Of course the beach. It's an important part of my life. . .. err . . . isn't it?)

Lets see if this week I can nail that. :)