Sometimes the fog and darkness settle into my brain and body and it's hard to shake it out.
It's been a week of this:Lot's of it, everyday all day. It affects your mood.
There's been a bit of this:
Broken glass, broken plans, broken hearts. Chaos, disaster and trouble.
There also has been a bit of this:
Boogy noses, red gums, teeth pushing through and sleep being pushed aside.
Lack of sleep has always been a trigger for me, but add in the horrid weather an and several small issues in row and everything seems bigger and harder than it probably is. Things seem foggy, less sharp and harder to focus on.
So while I waited out a car nap I decided to grab my camera. It's been neglected, much like my creativity. Buried under the piles of everyday necessities and to-do's. feeling like a luxury and not a necessity my creative self was needing to be feed and nurtured beyond the-spilling of words on to page. With warm coffee and better focus my old friend and me set out to find the colors that were so hard to see in the fog.
Much like the sweetness of cream bubbles up to the top of my cup, the sweetness and beauty that surrounds me bubbled to the surface.
The bursting yellows of our hope garden, late blooming but full and bright none the less.
The first red leaf on our burning bush.
These are the simple things, the everyday things that are bright little flickers in an otherwise dark and foggy day. Sometimes you (I) need to force myself to see them, if only for a minute to remind myself that I am more than a mother, a wife, a cleaner, a baker, a maker, a fill-in-the-blank-filler-upper. I am a creative soul and sometimes I just need to create.
Simply creating, that’s my Simple Moment, Bigger Picture this week. What’s yours?
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