40 Days & 40 Nights
Designing My Life
Good Morning world!
Yesterday marked 40 days and 40 nights until the end of 2020 in our human designed time.
I regularly find myself counting at this time of the year, ordinarily I become The Pirate of My Life for the last 100 days of the year. It is a public journey to navigating and turning up for life and take notice. Ensure that everything in my life belongs and not wish the days away hoping for a new start the next year.
This year I prepped my ship to set sail on my birthday for my 100 day journey and just couldn’t do it. My ship got docked and I started a silent more personal journey instead.
In truth I got some work in a new arena and had to settle my baby girl into play school. Both have needed my utmost attention, but I have still been counting…
Last week was the first time in ‘I don’t know how long’, that I could start to feel like I could lean back into life instead of standing alert and paying attention to everything transitioning around me and everything I must manifest to support a thriving family life in a community I adore in a part of the world I call paradise. Phew.
The numbers keep ticking and as we approached 40 days until 2021 I start wondering if I should go live again. The thing is, I have a confession… I hear voices in my head… and if I don’t tend to them, release them, obey them they get louder.
I have shed many skins over the last two years particularly and there are some things I want to take with me across the timeline of 2020/2021 and some I don’t.
There are some creative endeavours that belong in the prequel to the rest of my life. And there are some things I need to prepare and pack for the future me; the one I look forward to meeting in 2021.
This here, this Instagram Installation, is me turning up for me. Letting the voices out. Telling my stories banal or not. Wringing out 2020 so I can get everything I can out of the bloody crazy crazy year that has turned the world upside down and inside out.
I was nearly tempted to let it go, but my baby woke me up on cue at 5am to get my shit together and simply turn up; say “Good morning”; this is what I am doing, perhaps you want to join me.