Week Eleven – Reigniting a Sense of Adventure – Week Twelve- Reigniting a Sense of Faith
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream another dream – Aristotle.
I can’t believe it’s Christmas Eve and here I am trying to catch up on the final two chapters of Julia Cameron’s book It’s Never Too Late to Begin Again. I actually finished the book a few weeks ago, but it’s taken until now to pull my thoughts together.
I’m not going into the details of the final two chapters, but instead will give an overview of how I found making my way through the book worked for me over the past few months. Continue reading →
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. JRR Tolkien
This week there was a lot of productive writing about health, finding balance, self-protection etc., but it was Julia’s section at the end of the chapter that had the most impact on me – using pain as energy.
I’ve been thinking a lot about pain and grief over the past few months. There’s so much of it going on around me – not just friends and family who have lost their spouses, but their jobs, financial and family related issues too.
It made me think back to those horrible two years after my husband left me. How I floundered and wondered if I would ever find stability – let alone contentment – again. Continue reading →
One of the things I didn’t quite appreciate when I started Julia’s course a few months back, was just how time intensive it would be. Morning pages, artist dates, working through the weekly tasks take time and thought. Throw in a holiday and getting a dose of the flu… and time just ran away with me. I’m shocked to realise it’s now over one month since I finished Week 8.
But it was back to ‘auld claes and porridge’ (as they say in Scotland) this week, and it’s felt really good to be able to sit down regularly with my morning pages and work my way through Chapter Nine. Continue reading →
It’s Thanksgiving Weekend here in Canada. I remember that first Thanksgiving after my husband left me. There was very little joy about it. I was supposed to have my family round for a meal, but ‘stuff’ happened and I couldn’t go through with it. Thankfully, Isobel came to my rescue and invited me and a friend to join her family celebration.
I don’t remember too many details from that day. I know the food and company were great, but I was still lost in that horrible fog of despair and was heartbroken at what had gone on between me and my kids. Continue reading →