It's that time of year when the world gets a little crazier. Some of it's crazy good like twinkling snowflake lights, my Santa collection and my husband's Christmas trains. And some not so good like all those coulda, woulda, shoulda lists.
The other day, I had a bad case of the Bah Humbugs.
My monkey mind was busy jumping from the past tree to the future tree and back again completely skipping the present, of course. I didn't hear it or see it at first. All I saw was the work I had to do and how my knee hurt from climbing up and down the step stool putting up and taking down decorations. Finally, doing a steady stream of complaining to my husband, I suddenly heard my thoughts out loud and stopped. I usually take the month of December off of studio work. But I was shocked at how cranky I was, so I knew it was time for a change.
I decided to throw away my list for the day and throw clay instead.
Two hours later, my mind was quiet. I felt a soft, bubbling kind of energy. The biggest surprise of all... my knee had quit hurting entirely. My bad case of the Bah Humbugs was completely gone.
I will still decorate, make my lists and check them twice but I'm adding one new thing. The wheel. Because I need to throw clay to keep the Bah Humbugs away!