Make Something Beautiful

To you. Not to anyone else. Something that lights you up. Makes you feel alive. Makes you want to pour your energy and soul into it.

I find myself with a constant restlessness on the weekends. Chores and things keeping me from lazing about on the couch. I want to make the house pretty and put together.

I go outside and I have projects about transforming the yard into an amazing city garden.

I chip away at these dreams. Getting closer but never quite there. So much creativity wanting a target. So many puzzles needing all the pieces arranged.

I’m still searching. Trying to make something beautiful everywhere I go.

Beauty means whatever you want it to mean. A table arrangement. Glassware in the windowsill. Luscious succulents on a cast iron stand. It’s everywhere in big and small ways. And yet there is still so much beauty we can bring into the world.

I hope the restlessness never goes away. That I always feel I can contribute something beautiful to this world. And appreciate the beauty others bring too.