auto-pilot
I have no idea what I'm doing these days. This may be a phase of simply putting one foot in front of the other...and doing what I've done for at least a couple decades now, which is making sure everyone is being taken care of. Thinking of what I want to do for myself, both personally and artistically, I seem to run into a very strong feeling of being trapped...frustrated to the point of not even making the effort to delve into the deep spaces within myself, to access the guidance I need.
How much of this is circumstantial?...hormonal? Probably a lot...but that doesn't give a tremendous amount of comfort in the thick of things. A return to awareness of movement...helps a little...things change, a simple fact of life.
Anyway...another random goop for the collection. Can't claim any other headway...artistically or otherwise right now.

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