"It seemed as if the longer she lived,
the more was taken away from her."
Shelley Noble
New Year's Eve seems to appear more quickly than it used to. Time is a master of illusion. In the past I have spent hours perfecting new routines and goals for the next year, although unlikely to master any of them.
This year I do not write about the forth coming year. I sit in the present moment, thinking only of how I can expand and enhance my inner dwelling. It has become my home base no matter where I am. Loving my self, others, unknowns, and nature are the items on my 'To Do' list.
I do not withdraw entirely as that is not how human beings are meant to live. I surface to extend and share what I have stored up, and then I retreat for more. Christmas Day and the days following without gatherings, no cell phones/texting, no internet/messaging and no television/series, made me realize the importance of self-acceptance as ultimately, a solid resource. Not to be self-serving, but being active kindness in unpredicted restrictions.
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