Getting your groove back

New month is about to start and it's time to regroup. I did not finish a book this month. I fell back into my old habits of wasting time on social media and I have missed 2 weeks of gym because of illness, back injury, excuses! 😂
Well, I'm human. So take 2! I'm making a concentrated effort to get my groove back.
Stressing about rent constantly has decreased my level of joy in life so some big changes need to be made. I'm working on figuring that out. I do know that this kind of constant worry is not what we are here on earth for. And I wonder why my blood pressure is suddenly high.
When I start feeling like Im not where I should be I ask myself - if I was approached today to show my work would I be ready?
The honest answer is no. I'm about to start on new work but the new work is not there. So I can get down on myself about it or I can make that work appear.
I'm choosing to make that work appear. This means concentrated time producing, not taking on every little side commission that barely pays and setting my goals higher and actually making a plan.
It's going to be hard but it's necessary.
I've been wasting a lot of time on the small stuff and hustling and now its time to do big things.
So if the blogs become less frequent and the Facebook jokes come further apart- I'm probably doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
More inward exploration, art making and reconnecting with the purity of creating art- less social media posing and all the things I detest. 😂
Keep it real.
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