Day one of being by myself with the puppies for most of the day. I'm utterly exhausted. I've decided they need middle names just so I can say a satisifyingly long name when I'm frustrated. "Brink Alexander!" "Topher.... Topher!"
There's something I'm going for this year... finding, for lack of a better word, my zen. I'm not trying to be new age. You know those people that you meet and they just have a peacefulness? They seem to have it together, not in like an overly organized way, but just chill and go with the flow. Most of the people I have meet like that have lived incredible lives. They are the kind of people who I imagine in a studio, with a bandana tied around their hair, creating art with messy medium all over them. That's peace to me.
I guess what I'm going for is a spiritual peace that spills over into lifestyle. Not just a peace that helps you through the moments of trouble. This peace is a calmness that overwhelms all. I think part of it is that it's not focused on earth. It's focused on life.