these long rainy days at home. are. amazing.

every morning people get up, and then most of them go to work, school, etc.

i wake up. make some coffee. sit on the couch. write in my journal. learn more about the creator of the universe. write in my blog. find more piano students. bake cookies. have a shower. invite someone over to talk. play some music. write some music. teach piano. eat dinner. see TAL.

it's a nice day. a nice feeling.

before i was
waking up at 7. leaving by seven thirteen. getting to work by a series of public transportation vehicles. spending money i didn't have on coffee. taking two sips of my coffee, then starting work, then finding it hours later, cold in the back room. wish i hadn't bought the coffee. sorting clothes. sorting clothes. selling clothes. selling clothes. dressing mannequins, undressing them, dressing them again. taking a break. not knowing anyone. spending money i didn't have on my break. waiting for pay day. blah. leaving work. going home. doing the same thing again the next day.

now i actually have time for my art, my music, and my teaching. i'm doing a benefit show on saturday. i start teaching for the year next week. i'm taking another music history course. finishing my grade 10 piano (for the second time).

it feels like myself here. so close to the mountains and the trees. living in a rainforest. waking up and looking out of the skylight. surrounded by peace.

there are sometimes that i wake up and long for the security blanket that a job was for me. that longing for knowing exactly what was going to happen each day. but nevertheless this is the job for me. not knowing exactly whats going to happen throughout the day, and teaching for a few hours at the end of it.

god is so wonderful. it's really amazing how he's pouring into my hourglass all the things that i need to survive, providing opportunities for me. showing me where my spirit could be healed and transformed. these long rainy days at home. are. amazing.