In the past few days, I began a new morning writing practice. This change took place after I made room for it by clearing a bedroom desk from other knickknacks, books, pens. Just the act of making room for something new can open up my mind and clear space for creativity. A small step with maybe significant results.
I also continue to push myself to engage with my community, beyond my comfort zone. Yesterday, I volunteered for our local Humane Society and walked a sweet dog, Snugglefoot. She kept looking up at me as if to ask, "Am I being a good girl? Do you like me?" "Yes and Yes", I would say to her as I patted her head and scratched her ears.
A few days before, I had a Bunko night with other ladies. As I threw the dice, lost a few games, won a few and shouted "Bunko" four times, I observed myself. I was ill at ease with the banter and lightness of conversation. But, as I made myself participate in it, I heard myself being funny, even a bit silly.
Interesting experiences and I will keep up with them as I learn more about different parts of myself--making room for summer growth.