Life Isn't Meant to be Taken Seriously

"Seriously?"
I've learned to stop asking that question.  Each time I ask it, I get knocked down on my knees with more of life's challenges than dog hairs on my yoga pants.  Why?  I found out I was taking life too seriously , MY life that is.  I wasn't laughing, climbing trees, painting, singing, gazing at the clouds, or riding unicorns (Yes, I said riding unicorns.  That will have to be expanded on in a future post.).  Realizing that I had this unfortunate perspective felt like I was living in someone else's body. 

Change, lots of it, came next.  I embrace change now because I know it has to happen in order to evolve.  And you sure can't climb a tree in the middle of a desert.  Whoever and wherever you are, change can be painful to say the least.

 I'm still making those changes.  I like to think the hardest ones are done for now. I'm able to take life a whole lot less seriously. I have so many more times that I catch myself laughing like when the dog slams his face into the wall while chasing a toy (of course he wasn't hurt, I'm not that kind of person) or when my son tells me his Zodiac sign is "Virgin".  And you better believe I'm finding lots of time to paint.  I can't get enough of it.  I was painting so much with my hands this summer that they were red and itchy the next morning.  (Guess where that set of paints was made.)  I laughed that one off too as I soaked my hands in a homemade remedy that a good friend of mine cooked up.  

I don't know where I'm headed, but I'm making the most of my journey.  As the amazing J.R.R Tolkien once said, "All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken..."


My art can be found at http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheCreativeFire. 

Love and light,

Jennifer