Thanks for popping in. What a glorious August Bank Holiday it is! How fortunate for all the weddings, fayres and fêtes everywhere, too. I was most surprised this morning when I woke up and looked at the clock. 9.15 !! Good grief ! Can’t remember the last time I slept past 7 ! That’s what 6 full days of arty workshops do for you! I hope all the ladies got home safely and managed to avoid the bank holiday traffic.
So that’s it for another year. A week ago today, we were setting up the hall, and full of nerves. A week later, it’s all done and dusted. Many thanks to all the lovely people who joined in; I hope it all lived up to your expectatons, that you took home some new ideas and renewed motivation, and that you enjoyed yourselves. In the words of Doris Day – Enjoy yourself, it’s later than you think!
So we have enjoyed a leisurely day. Breakfast with my folks and a chilled afternoon in the garden. Even had a little arty session, aka downtime. I have decided to start a little diary, an arty journal. I don’t want it to be a run down of the days events though! Not that kind of diary. More as a meditative exercise, if you know what I mean. Something to express what is going on in my head.
So I thought I would use my new Floral ABC stamps, which are being showcased and launched on HOCHANDA this time next week, as a way forward. Paul and I have got – wait for it – 17 hours of live TV shows next weekend. SEVENTEEN HOURS. This lovely set is on Sunday evening at 6pm. If I’m to have an earthly chance of prepping demos for that many hours, I have to start weaving all the products into ANYTHING I do this week !! Think of it as a sneak peek!
Back to the meditative little journal…. I can pick a floral letter, think about it, find a word that is relevant, and drift off into the little page.
Today I went with A for Acceptance. And because all the floral letters comes with 4 other letters, you can write any word you fancy!
Acceptance is the key to all my problems today. That’s not a cop out. No no no. That’s me not fighting things I can’t control. Like what other people say and do. Like things happening which I don’t like, but which I can’t change.
And this isn’t my way of passive aggressively having a pop at somebody either! No subliminal messages here! Trust me. I have a voice, and I’m not afraid to use it!
Acceptance is a powerful and empowering thing – and it begins with the letter A !!!
Now it’s time to go indoors and get ready for P for Poldark!
Love & Hugs
PS. I’m already thinking about B. Although I may count out the pages in the little journal, make a little mark on each page so I know which letter lands on which page – and then I can hop about…