Last weeks goals

As all things go, all things grow; even if into a circle upon a circle upon a circle where the lines drawn only seem to thicken, deep and dark. The move is forward, however slow.

The past week fulfilled most outside obligations for the next two weeks. My jobs now resting for a short winter break, their demands and their delights holding steady. They are now but errant thoughts to whim and wish as to how they’ll be approached and what comes next. A good place to be.

In ways they hinder and help creatively. Interactions and experience gift new thoughts and possibilities yet to be mined for the treasures they release. Practically, though, there is time taken from practice. I’ve folders of forgotten premises, little blissful voids that have no open room, there just isn’t the space.

But it’s important to note what is done, in such a way, the waves of rest and work and play. What happens in moments we won’t soon forget, what interactions we have, conversations we participate or eavesdrop in. Words and actions form stories as thought and care in how well they’re received and taken.

So, we’re always doing too much that’ll probably never be recognized. Judged for the lack of accomplishment, as what can’t be seen is quick to be disregarded. Inner growth is a charm that usually arrives too late as the battles with our inner demons manifest in reality, the damage often collateral and, often, unexplained as who has time for a history lesson that spans ages past? And yet fewer still have the skill to listen and…