As I drifted off to sleep last night, mentally ticking off oodles of to-do's and circling oodles of still-need-to-do's, I thought: oops. Blog.
Totally forgot Tidbit Tuesday. At one point last night I said to my husband, "I think my head is so full of stuff it's gonna pop." Or burst. Or explode. I really can't remember what I said.
Now, overly dramatic as that is, I'm not complaining--'cause all this Stuff swimming in my head? Oh, it's so good. It's the joyful work of Sprout. It's soul-work from an amazingly stirring online class I'm taking. It's bundles and piles and toppling mountains of ideas waiting for me to have time.
How did I get here?
Last night, brain-popping aside, I kept thinking: how did all these dreams come true? Are they really true, or am I sleeping?
Seriously. (Could have to do with needing to remember balance, and time to breathe, and time to re-fill a creative well that's constantly pouring out.) But beyond the joyful tiredness . . . is simply awe. Gratitude. Wonder. Especially in regards to Sprout, as I cultivate one of the most exciting issues yet (Creativity. Did I mention I got Christine Mason Miller for my Thrive interview series? Yes. I know I did. How about again? Christine Mason Miller).
So how did I get here?
One tiny, timid, trusting leap at a time.
(sneak peek! Some of the creative work I've been savoring.
You'll read more in Sprout: Creativity, releasing 3/15/12.)
Tidbit for today (err, yesterday):
"The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark." --Agnes De Mille
what's one small step
(itty bitty, microscopic)
you can take today
to leap you toward
the life of your dreams?
Sprout is OUT! Sprout, my new online magazine, strives to uplift and inspire by cultivating color, beauty, and meaning in our daily lives. Issue 1 asks: what would happen if we faced every day with a spirit of celebration? Click here to visit Sprout's home base.