Making Way for New Year & New Me!

This was a kick in the ass for me ... Clean house! Gee, where do I start? And that was two weeks ago...

Reporting progress as of today. In the last two weeks, I packed up clothes and shoes and in-line skates I haven't used for over a year and put them in a Caritas container. The very little space this freed in my bookshelves-acting-as-wardrobe showed me how many clothes I own, and how much I need an actual wardrobe with doors ... to organize and hide our clothes. Also, 3/4 of our shelves are filled with my clothes. My man has, like 3,5 shelf. Gotta do something about it. Like get the actual wardrobe, one with more shelves. Hello Ikea!
I brought out ALL the "recycle-stuff" like paper, plastic bottles, metal cans, etc. We keep filling the boxes until they are overflowing and then one of us can't stand the sight anymore and organizes a trip to the containers and for a while it looks nice again... So I pay more attention to that now and take stuff with me when I'm leaving house anyway.
Broken electrical appliances. There are stations where I can bring them to be recycled. I've known that for 5 years. So I went the next step. The opening dates and times are in my calendar already. Now just to get off my butt and walk there. Scheduled for next week.
Tons of magazines and cut-outs and papers with notes on them... go through them and throw out everything I don't love. Donate to a doctor for her/his waiting room maybe, I saw that idea somewhere and liked it!
Unfinished projects. Finish them. Then put away all the "ingredients" needed. My stuff exploded all over our workroom, it's everywhere. It's the 3/4 principle again. I gotta finish that costume. Finish the dance journal, and start the new one. Write the letters and send them. Sew the bag for the drum. And the pants. And the overskirts. Hang the pictures and the pinboard.
Stand up from the computer every 45 minutes and clean the apartment in small doses. I can't put in four hours of cleaning. I used to do that for good money. Noone can make me do it for free. And I can't afford to pay someone yet.

Cleanse magically. I can't wait to do that! Because it will mean the apartment is clean physically. Somehow I can't do it when I know there is still junk to go, and floors to mop and shelves to reorganize. Makes me feel like a hypocrite.

Time well spent. I love my life right now and love it more every day. I earn my living doing something amazing, beautiful and fun, I can study, I am surrounded with books, I live in a time when knowledge and information is incredibly easy to access and I can be anything I want to be! I have amazing friends, the best boyfriend ever, loving family, two cute fluffy cats, I live in my favorite city in an apartment I wanted. I wish to spend my time being even more aware and more thankful for all this. Like, duh, clean my apartment... Read my books. Dance more. See my friends more. Learn more. There is one thing I should do less, guess what? Computering. Is it a made-up word? Yeah, so what. Staring at the screen, reading blogs about people doing interesting stuff instead of doing my own interesting stuff. DO. That's my word for 2012. I will spend my time well, and DO more.
I went for a walk today, dragged my man and his sister out too. It was windy as hell, and cold.... it was beautiful, rarely sunny, and the wind was playing with the fallen leaves, making them fly like torn-up butterflies... I found a key on the ground, I wonder what it unlocks.

I don't have a big rock weighing me down, more like many smaller rocks and I am buried under them, bruised and barely able to move. Debt. This year will be dedicated to eliminating these rocks. One after the other. I'm looking forward to seeing the last rock disappear.

For a Year and a Day

So, in tune with latest random occurrences telling me to get my magic on, to finally put to work the thousands of pages I've read in the past 14 years, to decide what path I'll follow and then walking it ... there comes this wonderful challenge from a wonderful blogger I recently discovered , and hell I would've been on board two days ago, if blogger would be so kind and work on fridays...
Now the sparkly button is up, the pledge is done. Here I am, getting up and starting on a path, and I believe this experiment will help me discover just what path it is. The mirror and the map of the walk will be this blog, sometimes in different languages, sometimes in cryptic words and pictures, you know, like usually.

For a Year and a Day, starting kind of now, and officially when I light the candles and whisper my intentions to the longest night of the year, I'll be getting up and DOING STUFF. Just to see if I can, if I should, if I'm able to pull this through. All last year leads me to believe and trust that I can and should, that I actually have to. See you along the road,  fellow travelers! 

Obsessed



btw spring is here ;)



Dlho nič, a už pomaly ani neviem ako sa píše na slovenskej klávesnici. Najviac mäkčeňov a dĺžňov je v zápisníku ktorý nosím všade so sebou, a tie texty nebude nikto nikdy čítať.
Posadnutá slovami, obrazmi a obrázkami, zožltnutým papierom a atramentovými perami so zlatou špičkou ... posadnutá tancom, starým striebrom a čarom pódia, kovbojskými čižmami a koženými bundami, zaprášenými starožitnosťami a drevenými rámami, pouličnou módou a pouličnými muzikantmi ... a do toho zápisníka sa nezmestí všetko. Tak to príde sem. A možno to niekto bude čítať.

Long time nothing, and I've almost forgotten how to use a slovak keyboard. All the writing is in my notebook that comes with me everywhere, and noone is going to read those pages.
Obsessed with words, visions and pictures, yellowed pages and ink pens with golden tips ... obsessed with dance, old silver jewellry and the magic of the stage, with cowboy boots and leather jackets, dusty antique stores and wooden frames, street fashion and street musicians ... and it can't possibly fit the notebook. So it comes here. And maybe someone will read it one day.


blurry dawn at schönbrunn

backstage magic at tribal prague festival