My headspace is full of thoughts rampaging by. Some at lightning speed like oh the laundry and others that settle in my brain for a campout like
Some at lightning speed like oh the laundry.
And others that settle in my brain for a campout like where is my life going from here.
Am I enough just as I am right here, right now?
If I am, what do I want this precious life to look, feel, taste like?
What experiences do I want to have?
I can answer that last one to a degree. I want to create. I want to express myself just as I am. I want to grow greens. I want my eyes opened to the colors of the wild.
I am creating. I am expressing myself just as I am. I am growing greens. My eyes dazzle at wildflowers, at sunsets, at clouds, under trees, and over water.