Concepts Today
Today’s morning pages veered dangerously close to becoming a to-do list. Lists give me a sense of safety, so at least I know why they did that. Free form is risky, and leads to disorganization. In disorganization lurks, in my mind, avoidable failure. Given that Cameron defines God as “Good Orderly Direction” I’m going to hold these thoughts as valid considerations.
Exercises
So, now that the affirmations are written, the exercise to be done:
Five MORE imaginary lives.
1. Bellydancer
I actually would like to be a bellydance instructor when I’m retirement age. I want to live in New Orleans or Cabo San Lucas and teach strippers and schoolmarms alike new ways to honor their bodies. I haven’t danced since March – no money for classes – but I’m working very hard on raising the money again soon.
2. Bartender
This, like boxing, I didn’t realize was in me. But I can see it. Mixing drinks is very much like perfuming, and it works well with the no-bullshit aspect of my persona.
3. Bookstore Owner or Manager
I will always regret quitting the job I had with Barnes and Noble, because it brought me a great deal of pleasure even if there’s no way a normal person could pay their rent with that job. I was a damn good bookseller – well read, quick with the research, a good listener, fast to find stuff and I was still kind to non-readers who usually came into bookstores terrified. I loved bookselling.
4. Chef
After working for Le Cordon Bleu, I know I wouldn’t want a chef’s life. It’s something I’d do for a day, or a weekend. The cocaine-addiction inducing schedule combined with the demands of the chronically entitled would not be something I’d enjoy. But I would enjoy rolling up my sleeves and cooking, creating for hours on end. I can do this in my own kitchen, and be content.
5. Porn script writer
Anyone who knows me is completely unsurprised by this. Porn these days is written by men, for men. I want to write something for women. It still wouldn’t have much of a plot, but the guys wouldn’t be so damn ugly and the sex wouldn’t equate with barnyard violence.
I LOVE your list! LOOOOOVE it!
:) It has inspired me to come up with another list… I will rethink this while I’m out bopping around town.
So glad to hear I’m not the only one who sometimes finds her morning pages looking more like a daily agenda. Thus far, I’ve avoided this, though it was fairly common in the past. I think I’m learning to just suck it up and make the to-do list later; while it is productive in the short-term, it’s never nearly as meaningful as the morning pages experience, for me anyway!