what a rollercoaster day... but all good.

I think I am making some progress here and there. I'm obviously processing some stuff in my brain.

While all that inner analysis is going on... I am in the midst of all this house brouhaha.

Blech!

And we did serve the City of Bisbee with our official Notice Of Claim today. So at least it's rolling.

I am diligently searching for gray areas in my thinking. This is a highly unusual state for recovering alcoholics. There are certain patterns I don't want to repeat and certain ways of being that completely close me off from my joy. And even though I can always find some joy in my daily coffee ritual, my true joy lies in how I interact with people. I'm finding myself a wee bit cut-off from connection and I am looking at if it's just me. This is a very honest blog post...and it deals so much more about me as a human being trying to do the best I can as consistently as possible.

I had some really good opportunities to talk to some people today. And the conversations that ensued were good and balanced and rather affirming, although I was not looking for agreement. I need to open up and reach out more. I am still not 100% and I have to give myself a little bit of space to be human and sometimes step back and assess things. But really I have some work to do to keep my side of the street clean. I'm still not that good at feeling like I belong. I feel like I'm getting pretty good at my job, but it's the "who I'm being" in the process of that that is teaching me so much right now.

I love the choices I have made. I love what I am doing. I love the musicians I get to work for. And this is all so fragile. Because if I don't eat right... speak my truth and nurture the dreamer in me... all that will be gone.

I ate right today. I asked for something I wanted, and I reached out for support.

And that's a good thing.



And in the meantime...

I am trying to get ahold of press folks in Chicago for Trina's show on the 12th.