I had a piece written in my head and then I sat at the computer, saw an e-mail by a friend and then poof it disappeared!
Well it went something like this (inspired by a post I read earlier, "just do it" it was called
Anyway here goes:
The day I won't need to procrastinate...anything
The papers that need filing
That needs to
out of the dryer
and put away ( that's five extra procrasts)
The skillet waiting to be cleaned
The call that is waiting to be made
The bunny box cleaned
the piece in the studio staring
me in the face every time I pass by
(to hang the laundry...)
that call again!
the kid's bag from their Dad unpacked ( another bag unpacked)
the grocery shopping! oh, that's a big one!
Why do we need to procrastinate? What deeper need is it serving? Maybe as Byron Katie puts it, it's all a story?
meanwhile I'm still here, waiting
longing to BE
in continuous flow, moving from one thing to another