Come to me o ocean breeze. Gently Dance your way under and over the midnight sea. Come take away all my stress release my anxiety. Come to me oh ocean breeze.
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I remind myself Breathe. Close your eyes if you must but breathe. One, Two, Three. Inhale the exhale. Your heart doesn't need to beat so loud. Breathe. There is no real danger, nothing to truly fear, so breathe. Breathe in with the peace that surrounds you out with the anxiety that built. Breathe in with the love we share out with the bottled up fear. Breathe sometimes I need to remind myself to breathe.
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Work was a little crazy this week. One of our offices had a power outage for two days, which meant we covered for them. I also, did not feel like I was able to get into a good rhythm for the entire week. Every day just was a weird stress and distractions. This combination drained me and caused me to come home late at least 2 nights this week.
On top of that I am supposed to be switching to a hosting company, writing a web-series script, editing my book, and writing artistic posts for this blog. I have other projects or things I should be doing too, but those are my main focus at this time. I do want to do another recorded monologue, finish my kids’ book, work on my poetry art book and figure out the best way to start selling some art pieces. I just don’t have time to do everything I want.
I think it is needless to say, at least as far as explaining, but I am feeling an immense deal of pressure this week. I am wondering when a break in stress will come and looking for some free time. I don’t mean a day or so off of work, but a change in work, so that I can have time to actually follow my dreams. I know something needs to change. I just need to find out what and how. I like the company I work for and enjoy most of the work I do, when I’m not stressed.
It stinks that this stressful week came after only two weeks of artistically productiveness. I was hoping for a snowball effect. Instead it came to a screeching halt, which makes everything feel worst.
Thankfully there was some sunshine and happiness to this week. Last night I went to a friend’s band’s show. I took pictures and danced. It was a great stress release. It was also a wonderful boost in confidence when a college girl came up to me to request a song. She may have had a couple, but when I told her I would see what I could do. I mean the band’s set list was set and I wasn’t sure what songs they cover. They had already planned to play that song though. When I went back and told her she was thrilled. She was so happy that she started to shower me with compliments and hugs. I should restate, she was drinking that night and is a college girl. She loved everything about me and I’m going to accept the compliments. She also asked what I was studying as if I was a college student too. I smiled and told her I graduated college. Yeah, I got my bachelor’s degree 6 years ago and at least with my makeup done and in a dark room I look college age to a tipsy girl.
I also have some fun things planned for today, although I am would rather just stay home and work on my creative life. I know being social, helping a good cause and being around friends are good things though. I need balance in my life, so I am going to force myself to have balance and be happy.
Well, I’m going to finish this post like I always do. Here is a list of things I did this week.
Writing prompt
I took a walk today to give myself time to think. I walked down to  the beach, thinking inspiration will find me with my feet in the sand. Yet, even before I stood on the shore I was reminded of my mind and a muse came whispering in my ear. He said, “feel your feet on the rough ground below. The asphalt hurts the soles of your feet, right?” Yes, the road below me was rough and hard to walk on without any shoes being worn. Still, I walked on knowing that the rough road would make the soft sand feel that much better.
I got to the stairs that led to my destination of cooling sand on this wonderfully peaceful evening to find that the night had long-held claim over the steps. The darkness of this alley way was caused by the two homes that blocked any moonlight or street light from entering. Still I felt the each step on my way down knowing that once I turned the corner there would light once more.
Now, at the bottom with my feet in the sand and my eyes taking in the romantic moonlight, the ocean breeze blew cold. For a moment I thought it was too cold, but when my ears opened they heard the breeze creating a melody with the ocean’s waves crashing on the shore and the distant wind chimes singing like bells, I knew that no cold would be too much for this beauty. The breeze then felt fine and reminded me that my body was still hot from the workout at the gym. The wind became a comfort not a burden, calming me instead of shutting my senses down.
I walked along the dark shore keeping my senses aware but my mind was thinking. It realized that although the road was rough relief came. Although times were dark,I light was found around a corner. Finally, my mind realized that although it may seem like the wind is cold if you change your perspective something that seems like a burden can be a comfort.