I Want What I Have


Determined to stay true to my daily blog commitment, I’ll pound out a few words before bed even though the level of quiet here is so conducive to deep, deep sleep I’m looking forward to making it as dark in here as it silent and entering the world of dreams. That’s odd because I don’t remember when I’ve had a dream I could call “pleasant” but like the rest of what by mind conjures, they’re always very, very interesting.

It’s been a great weekend and I’ve found myself thinking how truly lucky I am. We’ve had a lot of activity around this house over the last year and a half and it’s been beautiful to have things calm down a bit. I’m surrounded by people who love me and I get to have (sometimes thanks to Skype) great conversations with other artists from around the world. Things may look pretty bleak out there but in other ways it’s a very exciting time to be alive.

I heard a piece on Ted Talks Radio tonight on NPR. It was about health, happiness, and longevity. I’ve never been really concerned with living to be very old. That’s just not one of my goals. But other than that piece of the story (it was basically about what makes people of certain cultures live to be older)it was also about the fact that people with a mission, people who have a reason to get out of bed in the morning are generally better off. I definitely love what I do and I’m scarcely out of bed more than fifteen minutes before the pen is on the paper. I’m grateful to have found what I love. I’m grateful for my rich and complicated life. Some people crave security. When I cross the finish line, I want to slide in sideways with the wheels on fire.

Since I talk so much about goal setting and remove what no longer serves me, I should just say that I wouldn’t trade my life for anybody’s, hard stuff and all. And for the most part, most of the time, I want what I have.

God bless and good night.

See y’all tomorrow.

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