Sex Between The Lines

Hmmm... Ok, going along with this week's theme of list making and full living, I like the idea of having the long-term lists you both speak of - but then being flexible enough to flirt with the list and discover which task you want to take you home that night / weekend / etc. We all know how it feels to be inspired & "taken" by an idea, and -while it's immensely helpful to organize our hopes & dreams in a list- I deeply feel that ACTUALIZING those dreams should involve desire and creative energy (whenever possible, of course) and not just a sense of duty to our future selves.

[Must take this moment to apologize for all the innuendos that are creeping into my sentences today. Can't. Help. Myself. Lusty virgin that I am, the full moon pulling on my desires.]

Erin, I am so energized by your experience organizing the art show & feeling the pay off. It's like, duh. Of course that would be gratifying. But, who has the time? But WHO regrets it once they sacrifice whatever mudane rituals that are wasting us away, and MAKE time? No one! Like, could you possibly wish, "If only I had surfed facebook albums or re-read that novel a 7th time instead of making a piece of art"? Can't imagine that scenario ever playing out. My experience @ this academic conference was similar. I put SO much time & mental exertion into the research & presentations, but was so un-believeably rewarded. Is there anything sweeter to hear than, "We've never seen anyone approach the topic that way before, and it is so desperately needed in our education system today." ? Not for me. For many people, yes. But this was a moment of ecstasy for me.

Ecstasy followed by sheer dread that maybe. Just maybe. I can accomplish anything I put my heart & mind to. That's terrifying. So you're saying I could... Yes. And I could even... Yes. That means all my wasting away truly IS sabotaging something grand. It's easier when sloth poses itself as my lot, rather than my crime.

I feel panicky over the idea of making a list just now. But yours (Erin on Watergallop & Nicole here) are like oxygen to me. When the stress of the last two weeks release their grip on my breathing muscles, I plan to join you. For now, carry on in the spirit of escape! Escaping gravity & poverty of spirit!

Right now, maybe more than ever, I feel the pleasure of Anais Nin on our group. Can she please be our patron saint? =-)