Getting Started

I'm not sure how to start a blog about a life transition. A life makeover. The beginnings of a life lived out loud for the first time. It's hard to imagine someone somewhere might actually read this and know what an incredibly mundane life I've lived thus far. The infinite possibilities that slid by unnoticed and wasted. Or even worse, check in with me in a few weeks, months or years and say "Geez, Kell, you haven't come very far have you?"

 So, begins my journey  toward more than ordinary. I imagine a life filled with finished art projects, travel journals, friends, laughter, lots of dancing, and excellent health. Yet, today was spent almost entirely in front of my computer. I have a crick in my neck. But, amazingly enough, today I felt like I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing. At the end of the day, my house was still a mess, there was not a clean sock to be found, I did not accomplish one thing on my "work" to do list and yet somehow I was glowing with accomplishment and satisfaction.

I worked for almost 6 hours on my website, GracefulDeva.com, which is coming soon and will accompany this blog as a record of my journey toward Deva-hood and a spectacular life lived to the fullest.  I started around 10:00 a.m. and about 20 minutes later my youngest son was walking in the door from school. Over five hours had gone by completely unnoticed! I hadn't eaten anything in that time and was almost brain dead from focusing on my computer screen, but it FELT so good. That's one of those projects that I've wanted to do forever and have put off time and again because something more important needed doing. (Something more important usually being defined as something I thought someone else needed or wanted me to do - and I say that as a reflection on me, not them.)

So, a couple hours of housework and kid-time later I'm racing back from Staples with a new ink cartridge so my older son and I can settle in to work on a huge project that is due tomorrow but has been put off all week because of the lack of ink.  For his health class, my son needed to make a collage poster of his life. So, we started at the beginning, hauling out old photo albums and scanning pictures and fighting with Costco photo cd's to try and depict the last 13 years. I realized two things. #1 My kid has had a wonderful life and he is an amazing human being. #2 I have craved the opportunity to throw myself deeply into a creative project like this. For the second time today, several hours in front of the computer screen seemed like nothing.  We had an incredible time together, looking at old photos and reliving memories, and marking important points in his life with a picture on the board.

So, my extraordinary life began with something rather ordinary which was so present moment that it turned out to be profound, and eye opening, and very very Deva. Its all about the baby steps I guess, the journey, not the destination. After all, will there ever be a moment when I say "Look! I've arrived. I'm a full-fledged Deva in my amazing life - I'm done!"  Good Goddess, I hope not.

Have the Reddest Day Ever!

In Grace,

Kell