Lazy Sunday afternoons are for making crochet flowers in the park, in the sunshine.
I've been thinking this week about the 'one day' illusion.
"One day, I'll..." do this or do that, one day I'll live the life I've always dreamt of. When everything works out and everything is perfect, when I feel better, or when I've got loads of money. The truth is, 'one day' never comes, not really, not in the way we imagine. The truth is life is to be lived now, in the today, in the everyday imperfections and with the never ending laundry pile watching on with its silent taunting.
I'm learning that it is possible to live a beautifully creative life in a small flat in Central London when I always dreamt it would be on a farm in the countryside. Truth is, I've learnt more about the power of acceptance and the joy that it brings, here than I would have anywhere else.
Today I'm happy, because I spent the afternoon doing something newly discovered and lovely, in the company of my family.
"One day" is today.
Have a great week.
Much love. xxx
Much love. xxx
