When I started this blog last week, my thoughts/goals/plans/hopes were crystal clear and the words flowed without restraint. Today? Yesterday? The day before? It’s all shrouded in pea soup fog.

Guess what, though? I talked about not painting my bedroom in my last post. On my days off this week, I managed to get the tiniest little bit done. My brother-from-another-mother came over and helped me. We painted a coat of primer on the ceiling and woodwork. Oh MAN was that smell ever STRONG. I’m pretty sure we were buzzed from it, too. It’s nice to have it started, though. Hopefully, I can keep the momentum going.

I have this nook type area off my kitchen. At first, I planned on putting a washer and dryer in that area, but when we (my contractor/friend and I) got the rest of the kitchen in order, I started thinking that made the room super busy, and I’m not really so old that I can’t go ahead and get used to the creepy basement for laundry.

The question then became, “so then, what should I do with the nook?”

I thought I’d put a couple of chairs and a small table in there and use it as a tea spot. Then I saw that it’s really not proportioned well that way either. Nice chairs like I had in mind wouldn’t fit.

The other day, when I was working from home, I moved a vanity table into the nook area so I could work from home on Thanksgiving. I’m thinking that I really like the spot for an office area. There’s enough room for a desk, a chair, the dog’s bed, and, if I’m super clever with space, I can get a shelf for my printer.

The up shot is that I can have the space I was going to use for an office as a yoga/meditation/sitting area. It’s nicer there anyhow because it won’t see a ton of traffic, so I won’t have to contend with a bunch of energies.

I feel like I’m in a place where I’m assimilating wisdom. That feels nice. I’ve been happy with the reading I’ve selected for myself. I have a knack for finding good information when I need it the most. If you’re in desperate need of some new perspectives, let me recommend “Everything is F*cked: A Book About Hope” by Mark Manson and “Letting Go: The Pathway of Surrender” by David R Hawkins. Both are exactly what I needed.

Manson, in my mind, can do no wrong. He writes thoughtful wisdom and speaks to the current mindset, and most importantly, he makes me laugh at some of his colloquialisms, for example: “snorting cocaine out of a hooker’s ass crack.” I’d read anything he felt the need to put out there.

Another Hawkins book I’ve read and gained a TON from is “Dissolving the Ego, Realising The Self.” His writing is very reminiscent of Eckhart Tolle, and, after much internal struggle, I am a big Tolle fan, though I have had to stop buying his merchandise.

“The Power of Now,” and “A New Earth” were phenomenal and life-changing for me, so it makes perfect sense that it’s a worthwhile thing to maybe buy one of the recorded retreats they sell on Audibles. The first few of them are interesting, but then you realize that he never really says anything different. Hawkins is a nice re-phrasing of the principles I learned from Tolle. I like to hear concepts told in different ways. It helps me to solidify them, and I enjoy hearing “real life” examples of the principles being taught. While there is immense value in what Tolle has to say, and while it’s easy to follow and comprehend, there is a serious lack in supporting information.

So… this is where I’m at in the cosmos. I hope you are all well and good. Have a great week!