Sometimes this is just how life is. Leaky.
No matter how hard we try to stay filled with energy, momentum, strength,
great ideas, fun, peace, love…
We leak.
And sprout out of our sides in little, constant ways.
And gradually empty out, unless we take action to fill back up again.
I suppose if there is a consolation here, it could be that
the sprouting of good stuff often benefits others.
Like these geese who love this leaky trough so much.
So if you have sprung a leak and feel like you just can’t stay filled to the brim for very long,
please take heart.
There could be a design in it.
Someone may be benefiting from whatever
trail you’re leaving.
XOXOXOXO
I feel a little leaky. I hope someone is benefiting somehow.
I love your leaky outlook!
Sort of like how they are writing times, and there are gathering times. You empty it all out on the page and it takes time to fill it back up. And it happens when you’re not working, just slowly as you experience art and food and life. Life is challenging.