Calling it into being

Manifestation. That's what I'm exploring these days. Creating a clear picture in my mind of what I want my life to be like. These days, I've been looking at what I want creatively and romantically, and how the two collide. I close my eyes, and envision a partner, a collaborator, someone who lights me up and turns me on, who is inspired by me in turn. I imagine a house nestled in the trees at dusk. Coming up the drive, lights on, knowing the one I love is inside, waiting. A studio inside, a place to sing and play and work. An outpouring of love, of my life's work. Warm arms to surround me as I listen to a take. Nights of long conversation, long pauses, staring into each other's eyes.

I keep this vision firmly fixed in my mind. I believe in my own power; I can have it all. That's not to say there won't be work involved, or that it will all be easy. But I believe it is possible.

Oh yes, I do. You see... I am a believer.

looking back, looking forward

Tomorrow I'll be heading up to Portland to visit friends. I'll be reflecting on the previous year, but also on my life up until now. I'm going to walk a labyrinth up there, will do a ritual to burn the old contract and say a prayer to unvierse for the new contract I have written. All my hopes and fears, all my wishes and prayers, all my disappointments and fantasies. All will be there. All are part of me.

And its all good.

Good to be Here by the Animators
(saw them at the Independent last Friday. GOOD LORD its only been a week since then)