Pink and Red Explosion Antidote

It's raining here in Northern California, so I am drawn to anything brightly colored to offset the pull of "mopitude". I was skimming blogs this past week and came across a nifty idea for organizing fabric pieces. You take a group of cards, punch holes in the top right hand corner, and string them on an o-ring. Then you take your fabric (or ribbons like I am doing) and cut pieces from them and glue, staple, or tape them on the cards.
If you are super-organized and inspired you can write on the card where you purchased the ribbon or fabric and how much per square foot. I am organizing mine by the rainbow of colors I've collected. Once finished I'll hang them on the wall and have a ready reference for ribbons I want add to my oriels. In the meantime, just taking a picture of my pink/red swatch in front of this wonderful shrine ("de noche amada amana tu corazon al mio"), which I bought in Sayulita, Mexico last year, got my pulses moving and I said goodbye to the Kingdom of Mopitude.

Tell Me, Am I in a Bind?

Well, I think it's always like this. You get so wrapped up in who you think you are, or what you think your limitations are, and you feel trapped, all balled up, no thread to unravel, just one big ball of non-raveling threads.

But look how colorful they are. Look how complex they seem. And so happy lying next to one another. And really, you just tug on one of those threads, or bands, and POP! it comes off in an instant. POP! there goes another one! POP! POP! And another and another. All you have to do is just be willing to risk being stagnant. Be willing to risk being all tied up. Be willing to sit there and stare your limitations in the eye and say YOU DON'T SCARE ME! Something's bound to snap and shoot you into a whole new ball game. To ricochet you into motion. Go for it!

What would it feel like to not be bogged down, balled up, wrapped tight as a rubberband? To just feel my mane blowing in the wind?