Every morning I have been running,for a short while, then walking, then meditating (although yesterday I googled ‘What is the difference between meditation and sleeping sitting up?’) and then, yes and then… active visualisation.
I am doing all of this because it dawned on me that I need to become one of those ‘Highly effective people’ to accomplish all that I dream of on the croft and HEPs seem to know where they are going and are fit enough to get there, (or so I like to believe).
So – in my active visualisation sessions I see the croft as I want it to be: the pond, the abundant vegetable garden; mammoth pumpkins and scarlet runner been tepees laden with blossom. Bee hives and wild flower meadows with a small dairy cow grazing contentedly.
However, of late, my visualisation focus more intently on a bus.
You see we are about to move into one and that means a mammoth, no Goliath change in lifestyle. Not least because Yorick and I are not the tidiest people on the planet. I have a tendency to hoard fabric and Yorick’s want is to hoard just about anything that could be labelled ‘lost cause’.
We do now have a large barn within which we can store some of our stuff but I am determined that it is not going to become a chaos barn and will be kept in some civilized order, after all, there needs to be some space set aside for clipping sheep and milking cows.
So, a zen mentality is emerging and I’m loving the concept. The simple life, pared down to the bare essentials…felt slippers, a rough linen tea towel, a ‘Selvedge’ magazine strewn carelessly upon ruffled vintage bedding, and of course a few sprigs of wild flower in a clean, sparkling jam jar. BRING IT ON.
Get the picture?
Here’s one that I just couldn’t leave out.
and doubting Peters would say. Here’s the likely reality:
Just watch me become an advert for ‘Toast’ Home.