Tuesday, 16 July 2013
I want to write. I want to write relentlessly and get paid for it. I don't want to have to compromise on this. I want to find a little slice of space on this planet in which I can write from dawn until dusk without having to worry about how to pay my rent. I want the writing to be the meal ticket.
I want to travel around. I've been fortunate enough to be able to do this and I want to do it some more. But this time I want to be able to take my work with me. I no longer want work to mean that I'm chained to the spot.
I want to tie up the loose ends, do the emotional work which is left over, clear away the debris, feel the fresh start underneath me like earth - solid, dependable, ready to nourish planted seeds. I want to love my friends and support them and encourage them even more than I do now.
I want independence. I want to run workshops. I want to exchange information. I want to teach a Tarot class outside on the grass with massive floor cushions and cool refreshments. I want to live close to the ocean at least once. I want to live in Spain at least once. I want to visit Japan. I want to live in London again. I want to live in Moscow again. I want to feel absolutely unchained by any of these foolish Western notions people still hang on to about what a woman should be doing in her thirties. None of that concerns me. I want to approach the big 3 0 with nothing but love for my pure potential because that's what we all have running through every dancing atom of our flesh - pure fucking potential. Amen.