I have finally gone through Week 8; it has been moving, frustrating, trying, freeing. The Artist’s Date? I’m now in London to spend the Easter with my mother. Right now, the time is 11.55pm and I’m typing this and at the same time watching the riviting Law & Order (the US one). The weather fluctuates between really warm and a miserable cold. And the cold is so cold that my left knee has quickly begun to react by throbbing a dull ache. Annoying! I’ve dug up my thermals and thick tights, telling myself I have to wear these daily, even if the sun unexpectedly begins to shine. I didn’t do the MP’s today but tomorrow I will read Week 9 and start my MP’s on Monday. Have a good week!
I read Week 8 then stopped. I could not believe what I was reading. Did Ms. Cameron specifically write this for me? As ‘it’ seemed to be so apt: talking to me, knowing exactly where I was in my life and what my problems were? It knew why I felt the need to blame someone, anyone; why I was hiding and therefore procrastinating on what I was meant to do. The conclusion drawn: fear was the driving force and I allowed it to dominate me.
But nevertheless I still need to read it again just to make sure I have not missed anything. Well in fact I have! I must read it again because I really didn’t have enough time to do the tasks and exercises which as any TAW follower, is a must! But I am finding this book to be thought-provoking, even to the point of being slightly disturbing. Will keep you posted!