Savoring the Page

Here is a previous post from April 1.  April fools! I didn't hit publish. *** I've been away from blogging.  When I'm not writing, I'm so busy with the kids.  I have plenty of excuses like all artists do.  When I'm not writing I'm not happy. My basic problem with not writing stems from not taking time for myself.  Taking such time is something I've only started doing since Luc has been born. I looked up April Fool's day, because I wanted to talk about it with the kids.  The truth is no one really knows.  For me April Fool's is a time to lighten up.  My responsibilities suck the fun out of me most of the time. I've decided to start reading, Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda .  From the first few pages it motivates me to write.  Literally, I get through a few pages, and then I write.  It's such a deep level of inspiration for me.  I can honestly say, I've started the autobiography of Michelle Pacione.  I really sta

The never-ending laundry has been a source of stress for me.  My kids are now old enough to help.  Today, I was putting laundry in the washer, noticing with resentment that no one uses the labeled hampers to sort anything. In a moment, I saw myself, years from now.  And I knew that I was going to miss this laundry, and the little clothes with my WHOLE BEING.  I lovingly separated the undergarments from the inside out jeans.