Today was an unabashed girl day. Yep, I said I would blog about this too, but don't give me grief about the "girl" word. I know I'm a woman, but I like to stay in touch with my inner girl as much as possible, which means being playful and having no particular agenda sometimes. Men, I recommend that you try this too and get in touch with you inner boy, but don't tease the girls OK?
Any who, being creative is important, no matter what you do in life. Getting there means letting the uncensored, real you wander around, explore and not worry about anything in particular. Seriously, just have an unapologetic I'm-not-going-to-accomplish anything day and be totally OK with it. And by the way, don't wait to go on vacation, because if you're like me, you'll be waiting for a long time. When the little nagging voice starts getting on your case about something you think you have to do, just tell it to take a hike. Remember, you are in charge, not your mother. You will have to revert back to the adult for a moment to do that part, but then just go on being whatever age pleases you.
So why have these non-structured days of doing nothing in particular? Notice I didn't say unproductive, because it might turn out productive in surprising ways. One, you need it for your sanity, and two (and here's the Oprah aha moment), you get your best thoughts and ideas sometimes when you brain goes off the grid. Sometimes you can even get an epiphany. Note to parents: please please stop with the "play dates". They will play whenever they damn feel like it, so don't bother.
I'm a kind of mystical believer (or whatever you want to call it) in letting life just happen once in a while and then sitting back and seeing if you recognize some patterns that the universe it trying to throw in your general direction. Hey, my non-structuredness is not random!
In the last 48 hours (OK it was two days), I've watched two movies about gals reclaiming their power. One was called "Millie" from 1931. This was in the pre-Hayes Code era of Hollywood, which meant that women drank, smoked, had unmarried sex and acted independently. When you realize that this was your grandmother's era, it kind of blows your mind. The clothes were to die for too. I also watched "Big Eyes" which is up for Best Picture and was better than I expected.
I read some of the book Outlander, which has been out for a while but on my meaning-to-read list. This is like Scottish Highlands romance, time-travel soft porn so far. Let's see, I also experimented with washing my hair with Club Soda (ooh fluffy) and making gluten-free cookies. I snuggled with Bella the Boston Bull Terrier who I'm taking care of, along with crazy Ozzie. Bella is a dog-doll and is beyond cute. I will report back on any great epiphanies, but for now, I'm OK with lolling around in girl land.
PS. True confession - In my 20s, I wrote stories for magazines called True Romance, True Confession etc. How girl can you get?
