When there are not enough hours in the day
When looking at your calendar gives you so much anxiety your stomach wants to climb into your heart which wants to jump out of your throat
When you don't know how you're physically going to be able to go from one appointment to the next, and still find time to practice, and read, and eat, and breathe,
All you can do is light a candle and curl up into child's pose and
Let time fall away.
Where does the time go? One minute I'm fretting about not having enough to do, the next I'm buried under a mountain of repertoire because I simply can't stop saying no to people. Someday I'll figure o
Suddenly half a year has gone by. "You'll write more," you tell yourself, greeting every day with a promise that "Today will be the day I start on that story/essay/novel" and every day the same ending
In an early post from this blog, dated December 30, 2013 (almost nine years ago to the day), I wrote: "The week between Christmas and New Year's is one of my favorites. Nothing too pressing ever happe