Me-1, Anxiety-0. SCORE!
But let's get back to that atmosphere I mentioned. The moment I stepped off the plane, I felt immediately relaxed. I wouldn't be so bold as to say I felt quite at home with myself, but... it's as close to that as one can be when not actually at home! Glastonbury has it's own magic, of that I'm certain. While that may be tapping into a whole pocket of cliches, given the nature of the place, the Abbey, the legend of King Arthur and all the tourist elements attached to it (which I totally eat up, by the way), it's also absolutely true. If I were never a believer in reincarnation, Glastonbury is the place to change my mind. And I think maybe I leave a little piece of me behind when I pack my bags to head home. Or, perhaps, say goodbye to a piece of me that's always been there.
It was also incredibly cathartic. I'd been in a very weird head space the prior few months. While I was creating consistently, a certain drive was lacking. I had plenty of ideas, but without the motivation and passion to see them to fruition, it began to feel like "work". Blech. There are always elements of running a business that will feel like... well... a business, but there had never before been a time when I looked forward to "clocking out" at the end of my day, stepping away from my desk and binging a season of Downton Abbey.
I didn't like that one little bit. I mean... I love Downton Abbey, but you get what I'm saying.
And I was determined to carry that magic home with me. Or, perhaps "determined" is the wrong word, because an excitement for the creative process just sort of happened, embedded itself into my psyche. I don't think I had much choice but to allow that excitement to carry me forward.
It did, too. Until I got sick.
Before I get into that, let me tell you a little something about our airport.... it's awful. There are these horrible new kiosks that ask you whether you've touched livestock or purchased fine art, and then it takes your photo and prints you a receipt and you shuffle off to a customs agent for more questions and a detailed analysis of a stunningly bad passport photo. And, I'm not ashamed to admit that I got lost leaving my own airport. I walked around for 10 minutes before dropping my bag on the ground and, with a whimper, saying to the nearest employee "I don't know where I am." He touched my arm and said "Hun, where are you trying to go?" And I replied "Out. Just out." Ha! We both laughed and I found my way to the passenger pick-up. And, despite the travel time, I wanted to work that night, when I came home, and I did work for the next few days. Until The Great Ick arrived. It's not just a bug. It's a "sitting next to a man on a plane for 9 hours who stashed nasal spray and tissues in the seat pocket before him" kind of bug. But, at least that's given me time to write this post and imagine all the ways I can create my own magical atmosphere here at home. I envision a meditation station in the corner of my living room, new hanging lanterns above my desk for ambiance, and a fuzzy rug beneath my chair for some tactile fun for my feet. And while that may be further feeding the cliched idea of magic, and isn't quite indicative of the atmosphere of Middlewick, it's a type of magic all the same, I think.
How do you create a magic work space?
4/7/2018 01:06:38 pm
My favorite magical workspace is outside! Not most efficient - with my hair blowing in my face and stuff rolling around on a TV tray - but there is something very special about the sound of the ocean or the soft, cool shade within a forest. My spirit gets renewed and I can breathe again...
5/5/2018 05:47:07 am
Welcome home! I am so happy that you had such a great trip! Success was had all around...woo hoo! I know of the "work" spirit of which you spoke of. It and I have been friends for some time now unfortunately. It creeped in when I wasn't paying attention at the time and hasn't left yet. Yet I know that there are many things that I am talented at and there are more things that I wish to learn and like you take workshops and classes!
9/4/2018 01:36:51 pm
Well I’m so happy you had a wonderful time! I long to go there myself - I feel a calling I know that sounds weird, but what you wrote really rings true for me! I love reading whatever you write. I get lost in your words and I look forward to someday when hopefully you write a book!
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