unsettled

I’ve noticed a real buzz about me. Like all my nerves are on alert for something. Like an anticipation, perhaps even a worry.

It impacts my ability to settle down and into my work. It lays in the background and hums away, stiffening my shoulders and wrecking my concentration.

I cut back on the amount of black tea I drink thinking it is caffeine overload – but 2 cups of black tea doesn’t seem enough to create this feeling. I used to mediate once a week, during a class I was taking, and I didn’t buzz then. Perhaps I need to find/make space for that.

But I have also noticed that I feel this way when the weather is unsettled. And unsettled weather is what we have been experiencing a lot. It feels like there is a lot of energy in the air that needs to be let loose. 

I was camping with my son and his family a week ago when a storm came from the west. My daughter called to say there was a tornado warning at the same time our phones messaged the same alert. Other campers were viewing the approaching grey and blue clouds. Someone said, “you can replace trailers and stuff, but not legs and people” so we drove south away from it until it had passed our campground. Thankfully we only were rained on. From the back side the storm was huge – as far to the right and left as we could see and towering high up. Lots of energy.

Yesterday I watched a parade of storms from the southeast make their way northeast. There were three bands of them and I got to see them grow and develop as I made my way home from visiting my aunt for her birthday. Some gave rain and wind, some saved it for later locations. But the air was heavy and not still all night.

Today the wind energy is still around as another band of storms moved from the south to the north along the mountains to the west. I am sure they are partially responsible for my vibrations. 

But they remind me that all life is energy and it is up to me to harness that energy, settled or not, and direct it to the efforts that are important to me. No matter how difficult they are to harness. Like wild horses running in the fields.

By Barb

I was encouraged to create things when I was very young. Young girls were expected to do crafts. In retrospect, I think it was because we were expected to always be waiting for something. Not going out to find things for ourselves. That’s what I did different. I went out an explored for myself. And mostly by myself. Ironically enough, here I am with a website of what I create. To make a record. To consider it as a body of work. Not made while waiting, but made while exploring, considering, learning. I am happy to share it and my musings with you. I hope you get something out of it, but if you don’t that’s ok. I did.

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