Last weekend I had the best time at a writing retreat. The whole time was truly magical. There was lots of productivity and many breakthrough moments in my writing. This could not have happened without the unconditional support, nurturance, and acceptance from my friend, editor, and writing retreat facilitator Carla Blazek! An absolute phenomenal time! Thank you Carla!

I tend to write and write and write. I get consumed by it and will lose many hours in writing, which is a blessing. It's a wonderful thing, but at the same time I should in tune to my body and what is going on with me. So she incorporated walks in the nearby woods by the lake, eating lunch outside, and we had LOTS of laughter! I value every second of this time I gifted myself with.

One of the many, many, many things I learned was things are not perfect, I know that on a cerebral level, but really internalized it last weekend. Flawed is a beautiful word. If we wait for perfection we miss out on life, it blocks us from life source which is filled with joy, elateable, exalted joy! We miss out when practicing perfectionism. I will write about several times when I stood in the flow of life, floating effortlessly downstream, allowing the moment to BE, to be full.

A song that has been coming to me all week is Pink's song, Raise Your Glass.
"So raise your glass if you are wrong,
In all the right ways,
All my underdogs,
We will never be never be anything but loud
And nitty gritty dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,
Just come on and come on and raise your glass
Wish you'd just freak out (freak out already)
Don't be fancy, just get dancey
Why so serious?"

That's it! This song nails it! To me raising my glass isn't literal, it's living life fully, in a real, honest, and organic way! Truly living! Life is messy, flawed, and beautiful! I want to strive to write from this point of view, the real, raw, juicy, interesting, fire of life!