Ah, well, I call it the dream of simplification because today about all I can do is dream of simplifying my life. At this point, I think I’m about 2 or 3 years away from truly having the freedom to wake up every morning and do exactly as I please.
Until then, my life is anything but simple.
But, to sleep (or maybe to wake!) perchance to dream…
I imagine getting up in the morning after the sun has risen. I’ll leisurely do some stretches or some yoga or the 5 Tibetans with no worry of being late for work if I don’t hurry it up. After my shower I’ll make myself a tasty smoothie and if the weather is nice go out for a walk in the sun.
And now comes the fun part. I’m off to my studio to create art. Every day I have the time and luxury to draw and create and get better and better every day. Every day!
Hmmm, and I have friends. I actually have time for friends. Not just my online friends, but real flesh and blood humans in my life that I meet downtown to have lunch with.
I’m also making music again. My guitars are coming out of their cases. I’m taking my favorite guitar out of its case and actually playing it. My fingers are getting callouses again. Oh, the sweet feeling of mastering a song and then another and another.
I have a journal and I’m filling it with my observations about life, my joys, my ups, my downs and I’m reading everything I can get my hands on about Buddhist art and I’m writing about it. I have time to go through the troves of pictures I’ve taken in SE Asia and I’m writing about them and sharing them on my blog.
Ah yes, to sleep, perchance to dream. Maybe my freedom will look much different than this. Today my life is all about keeping my job and continuing to learn new skills for my job which is rewarding in its own way but very time consuming.
As I get older I become more aware of how important my time is. Some days I feel as though I need to live as though today is the last day I’ll be here. But obligations prevent me from that. Is that crazy or what?
So, the challenge now is to schedule time for myself. I know that I can live this way because once upon a time I did live this way. When I was younger I worked part time at jobs I could leave behind at the end of the work day. I played guitar, I sang in choruses, I took classes, I had lots of friends.
But, then, I wanted to have a challenging career. So, now I have it.
Ha ha, are we ever satisfied?
