I love moments like these, nights when the sky is mostly clear, allowing me a fantastic sunset view from the comfort of my living room couch. It’s incredibly vivid in the winter when the trees are bare of leaves. The wind is blowing, and I’m watching the dark silhouettes of branches swaying against a backdrop that starts blue at their tips and fades into yellows and reds.
My reset week has worked but in an unexpected way. I expected more energy and flexibility, but the storm took the wind right out of those sails and blew through the trees instead! I expected to find ways to increase my focus and get back to my crafts.
Um.
Instead, I find myself more relaxed and appreciative of the silence.
I thought that all the straightening and organizing I did would give me more control over my life. Instead, I have simplified it.
You see, I have an issue with the concept of time. It’s hard to explain, but over the past few years, time has felt like it was passing through something with the consistency of jello. I know the brain fog caused it, but it’s been so hard to explain. Everything felt (and sometimes still does) like I was swimming upstream, even with ordinary things like making a cup of coffee.
But, this week has felt, dare I say, normal quite often.
I
Just
Did
Things
Coffee? Sure!
Try a new recipe? No problem.
Reach out for help with snow clearing? Piece of cake.
And oh, I am counting my blessings regarding my village. The calls and texts kept me grounded. The teenager who cleared my deck (for a fee, of course) blew me away with her grace and energy. Even my wee black cat got in on the action, snuggling and purring more than usual and trying to limit my screen time by getting between me and my phone or computer.
So, no, I didn’t accomplish what I set out to do this week. Instead (By George!), I found peace and clarity.
I’ll take it!
Llivin’ La Vida Llama, one simple task at a time.
One Crafty Llama 
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