Early this morning when I let the dogs out I found that the outside world was completely shrouded in fog. It was quiet and gray with a faint rosey pink from a hidden sunrise and it seemed to perfectly capture how I’ve been feeling lately. Be-fogged.
Things seem to be full of starts and stops lately, and wanting to be focused and driven but not knowing quite what to focus on or, frankly where to ‘drive.’ I know that there is something out there that I am meant to do, but it’s just beyond the fog. I just have to trudge through to find it.
With this in mind, I was happy to sit at the table this morning when it was just me and the dogs and watch the sun burn off the fog while I ate my breakfast of leftover birthday brownie and coffee. It is now bright and incredibly blue outside.
I’ve got a couple of books out that I’ve been thumbing though over the past day or so, looking for some focus and motivation. I have a new painting is the gesso stage on my desk and fingers crossed it actually turns out into something I’m pleased with. Yesterday ended with a half-done painting getting completely painted over in black. No good. Need to start over. Sometimes it works to push through a painting, and other times you just have to realize that you’re wasting time and need to move onto what’s next.
So. That’s what my hopes are for the day. What are your hopes for this Tuesday? Are you struggling with a plan or a project or just *things* in general? Hope the fog lifts for you as well~