I'm afraid that I'm having one of those days. You know the ones, where your head feels foggy and your thoughts seem all crossed, you can't figure out which project to start first and everything just seems muddled. Perhaps it is because Carys woke up at 4:30AM? Or maybe it was those scary dreams that I had last night? Could it be because we are getting ready to travel tomorrow?
I'd say all of the above.
Days like this make me feel like I'm trapped inside a bubble, bouncing against the walls, feeling frustrated that I can't do more or be more.
It is on days like this that I need to be really gentle with myself.
The way that I feel is reminding me of the butterflies in this new drawing, flitting around. Then there is that one dripping with color, she knows what's up! She knows that even on those days there is power. She can still choose to be in the moment. She can still choose to live boldly. Yes, even on those days.