On May third we will have lived in this house for three months.
This transition to Minnesota has been a roller coaster of emotion.
Today I had an epiphany about this pattern I seem to have developed in life:
I feel over whelmed then I hide in books, browsing, and Netfix.
When I emerge from my hibernation I feel guilty for "wasting" time.
I'm being gentle though this round, this emergence.
I am giving myself the gift of grace.
Yes, it might just be a habit,
But maybe for me the cocoon is needed.
Maybe the act of retreat is essential to my creative process, to my progress.
It sure feels better to believe this way.
In fact, for the first time in forever, it feels good.