Not it is not new year’s evening. It is actually Jan 6, when this is being written.
You know the story by now: I have been swamped, or feeling like that recently, so therefore we travel back and take the time to do a series of list posts again. I figure they might do some good in giving me a chance to review and reflect deeper on where I have been and where I am going before that big sum-up in post no.… Read more
Welcome back to Jan 6, when this is actually written.
And I have been swamped, or feeling like that recently, so therefore we travel back and take the time to do a series of list posts again – although I officially hate these animals. But I figure they might do some good in giving me a chance to review and reflect deeper on where I have been and where I am going before that big sum-up in post no.… Read more
Everything has … slipped. Not because something catastrophic has happened, mind you, just the daily whirl of baby-care, looking for work, relationship maintenance and Everything Else.
So this is actually written on Jan 6, and therefore it is time to do a series of list posts again – although I officially hate these animals.… Read more
Last day at my parents’ and everything is sort of fine, except that I have a cold and I have been reminded again that all is not as dandy in my 20-year relationship with Char as I like to tell myself.
Nothing special has happened, just another of those episodes where I say something I think is innocent, often something I say to help and she takes it as some kind of criticism and gets irritated.… Read more
Christmas days at my parents’ – and all things are relatively quiet and good. Which of course leads to thoughts about things that are usually shelved or forgotten.
So, yes, even though a lot of time is spent with Jay and my mother and father, there is also time (at least in my mind and at late hours) for more of that empowering and yet immensely difficult exercise of reviewing my past promises to myself and how I am doing with them.… Read more
Christmas days should allow for reflection, no matter how much – or how little – you ‘have to’ do otherwise.
As before, I will turn to one of my own great inspirations, John O’Donohue, and let him share a reflection worthy of a Christmas day.
A really good gift, in fact.… Read more
A day of resting and restoring after that first Christmas eve with Jay, thinking about how my mother is doing, and all the things I still have to do – soon – in business, in everything.
Such days, however, are a good opportunity to test my new approach to creativity, by thinking a lot about the Hammer and Magic-story, making myself really excited about writing the next segment down.… Read more
We were at my brother’s house on Christmas eve and Jay had a fit, and we almost went home – just us 3 – to my parents’ house, so he could rest.
So very close to X-mas meltdown there, but the little man has been thrown around a lot between different places to stay during the past weeks, and yesterday he had a long train ride to endure.… Read more
So we got on the X-mas train for my parents’ town, 4 hours away, and it wasn’t quite as filled as I feared, but it was no joyride either – with baby Jay and a bunch of other kids.
But after all the ruckus back home and in recent weeks, with the apartment renovation, spots of hours to work and then some free days to catch up on just cleaning up and clearing out … well, it felt good to go to my parents’ home, even if it’s a bit away.… Read more
Char came home with Jay and they had had a good trip down south to the family, and the rest of the day was pretty much waiting and prepping for the other big trip this month – to my parents’.
Everything else is on standby, as expected.
I’ve been thinking about under what conditions a creative project equals stress, if I can’t work on it, like on a day like this.… Read more