I spent the day catering to myself.
I slept late.
I read.
I did my Morning Pages. I've been doing them for a few years now, three long-hand written notebook pages. Stream-of-consciousness. I found this practice online. It's the idea of Julia Cameron from the iconic book, the Artist's Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity. I am just reading the book, now. The other main practice she advocates is the Artist's Date. Morning Pages are a daily practice. Artist Dates are a weekly practice. Today became my official first.
I prepared like a "real" date. I showered, styled my hair, put in my earrings.
Lunch was at Red Lobster. A Grand Patron Margarita, Caesar Salad, Cheddar Bay® Biscuits, Garlic Shrimp Scampi, Garlic-Grilled Sea Scallops, and the best asparagus I've had in ages. I read while I ate because I wanted. The biscuits, yummy as always, were perfect for soaking up all of the garlicky butter sauce.
My waiter, Jeffrey, had a british accent. I dropped a lettuce leaf from my salad on my breast and he never batted an eye.
After lunch, I went to Boundary Creek Park, my parents' favorite walking space. I took off my shoes, walked across the cool and prickly grass. There was a continuous breeze, soft and the same temperature as my skin so I felt like it was a part of me. I read.
The rumble of thunder (and jets and dump trucks on the highway nearby) along with a flash rainstorm chased me home.
And I found a penny, face up. Score!
Books read today:
the Artist's Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity - Julia Cameron
Less - Andrew Sean Greer
At the Far End of Nowhere - Christine Davis Merriman
Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within - Natalie Goldberg
