"…then there is nothing we do that is without meaning…"

This is an example of something I read and instantly recognize as one of life’s deeper truths but then have a difficult time living according to that truth.  I wake up each day with to do lists, errands to run, deadlines, things that must be accomplished, very often wanting to get things over here done so I can focus my energies on things over there.  Defining certain activities as not particularly meaningful, which then turns into frustration that I am "losing" time that could be spent on things that I have classified as "worthwhile".

What if I decided once and for all that it all has meaning and no matter what I do it can all be a part of my journey as an artist?  This past Saturday I had the kind of day I feel like I rarely have – a day where I woke up and simply let the day unfold however it unfolded.  I did laundry.  I watched a movie.  I read magazines.  I started to head outside to my backyard to read some more, but once I got out there I started watering plants and sweeping the patio, and from there I drove to the local nursery, bought two trays of plants, a lime green ceramic pot and three bags of potting soil.  A little while later I had tiny purple flowers in two of my flower beds, a small herb garden and a pile of discarded leaves, trimmings and other bits and pieces I pulled from all of my flower pots.  It was not an especially eventful or dramatic day, but it was a supreme day, a relaxed day, a day that reminded me of how much I can get done without even trying.  Perhaps instead of waking up on most days feeling the need to race into action I need to wake up and remind myself that it all has meaning.  Everything from taking a trip, writing a journal entry, creating a new piece of art and updating my website to making the bed, doing the breakfast dishes and going grocery shopping.  All of these things can hold the seed of creation…all of them.