Magic is in motion Day 56
In the mornings, Walkabout lights a fire and make us coffee before he goes off to work with fixing every broken tap and blocked drain in Manjushri priory down the road. After he leaves, I sit in front of the fire and write with the wind whistling in the chimney. It's not a bad routine. I feel a little guilty but I know he enjoys it. Good old fashioned skills of fire building and making real coffee and haha, going off to work. I'd feel more guilty but he's happier than I've ever seen him.
Yesterday, I told you I have more good news of magic in motion. Thinking I had missed the application date for the grant from the Arts Council to write a new show, I was a bit glum. To change the energy, I got back to magical manifestation morning practice and took my arse to the Buddhist gardens to do some physical work. See these gardens? Right! Never ending work to do!
Shortly before Joe the journalist rang to offer to put the appeal for Ruzha in the national papers, an email pinged from the Arts Council site. "We have approved your registration. You are now eligible to apply for a grant."
The site had said registration would take five days, taking me outside the deadline. But there it was, already done! Hoorah! After my delicious lunch chez Manjushri, (if you work, you get fed!) I rushed home and got my application in. Done! Phew!
I've applied for a Creative Practice grant which would cover four months of writing a new show, developing my painting so that I can include it in set design and researching where and how I can put the show out in post corona times. I'll hear at the end of April. It's the first time I've ever applied for funding, this year would be the perfect timing to get it!
I can sort of see a shadowy imagined vision of this show, not clear yet. But what is in sharp focus is the table of stacked up Spun Into Gold books for my audience to buy at the end! A tenner for inspiration, encouragement and magic, a bargain! I'll hire a stage manager, dog handler for Ruzha and book seller!
I'm wondering whether any of my Buddhist nun friends want an occasional job, I'd love that, they are all so lovely. And of course calm and super chill!
This is Drolkar, a friend of mine, she wouldn't have time for anything outside her busy job in the Brighton centre. I'm just showing you how shiny they all are!
So there we are. I have the feeling again of things moving. Of universal forces in motion. I am going to 'let go and let God' and see what marvellous things happen.
And afterwards, when I tell the miraculous story of how Ruzha was rescued from starvation and brought home to my Enchanted Cottage, (is that the new name? I'm not sure yet!), how Spun Into Gold was optioned for a film and I played my new show all over England, everyone will wonder how such magic happened.
Of course, the answer is step by step, listening to the magical whispers.
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