I don't speak of it here, but I am a federal employee. Ironically, I reached my 25 year anniversary as such immediately prior to the government shutdown. It isn't easy being a civil servant, but I have always been proud it. Being furloughed is frustrating and the uncertainty of it is daunting, but I have vowed to make the best of it, however long it may last. This time off has granted me the opportunity to focus on my arts and do something I never have time to do. Dabble.
There is a lot to be said for this kind of spaciousness, especially at this time of year. The trees are practically begging me to watch them change. The sky has been almost too blue to bear. My muse is coming around for tea with greater frequency. She is encouraging me to make messes, the healthy kind, and see what needs to be cleaned up from fresh angles. This time off is good in a priceless kind of way.
I avoid the news. When it is time to go back, I will be notified. My focus right now is on filling my creative cup, so that when it is time to return, I will have the good sense to restrain myself from giving it all of my energy and best moves. For crystal clarity in realizing my true worth and the good sense to stop confusing my job with my real work in this world, which is the livelihood of me being me, I am so deeply grateful.
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