In healing from the stress of school my appreciation for work is maturing (now that no one is forcing me to do well….anything). My craftwomanship is stronger than ever since I have taken on a stitching gig for a little income. Repeated garment making is ritualistic and perfectionist (delightful). My hands move naturally. It is really just my own boredom that I struggle with. It almost feels like I am in meditaion and training for a hell of a line.
Too much stored energy building makes me dance and sing all day. (So many playlists)
My wushu has become more fierce since I earned my purple sash. My strikes are tense and my stances low, my endurance could use work. I just wish I could practice my staff more…wishing and committing are very different actions though. I must train harder.
What am I going to do with all of this?
Work work work work work (a little play) and then more work