The curtains on 2010 are starting to draw to a close. The show’s almost over for another year, the sets will soon return to back of stage and the cast will retire until a new production opens next year.
There is a sense of ‘endings’ in the air, and yet there is a balancing pull towards beginnings too – the hands are therefore poised to applaud both the finale of one performance and hang ready to welcome a new show to the stage.
While the year is not yet finished, it’s safe to say that it has been an adventure in many ways … perhaps one of the biggest I’ve embarked upon. The only real disappointment has been the many grand plans I was hoping to achieve over the last 12 months, which are still patiently waiting to come to fruition.
Things have been so busy, and busy is good, but not when things feel like they never seem to get done. It would perhaps be more true to say that I’ve been too busy. Not that I really mind, because having the energy to even think about being busy is something to wonder at and savour in itself …
Although now December has well and truly arrived, that desire to embrace calmness and a slower pace is growing steadily stronger … And so I find myself craving wildness – a sense of ‘space’ to indulge in unstructured creativity and think wild, messy, impractical, ridiculous, almost unimaginable thoughts.
A little closer towards the end of the year I’ll be spending some time just being for a while … Some time for productive things to have the chance to develop in a seemingly unproductive way. In this way I hope trees will become laden with creative fruit, flowers will bloom unexpectedly, and my garden of thoughts will grow rich and ready for harvest.
Have you allowed your mind to wander into the territories of untamed thoughts recently?