Highlights from the last 30 days
A recap of the last four weeks is contained in my buzzword: vulnerability. My community feels as if we are knee deep in troubled times, and I fall back on we’ve been here before – our shared history is resistance, and I believe in US.
I am vulnerable to the fear I feel, they feel, we feel and I also know it is fear.
In the last 30 days, I have met new people and gotten to know others a little bit more. These connections energize me. Whoever you allow into your world, expands it.
In the last 30 days, I started blogging again after years away.
Headspace-wise I am in one of the best places I’ve been in my life.
I dove into a collage book during a snow day. We had a historic snowfall here on the Gulf Coast and were forced to watch this miracle from inside the coziness of our homes, it gave me an opportunity to step out of my routine and create something new.
In these 30 days, my challenges with my son were about letting go and trusting he has the foundation he needs to move into his independence. My other challenge was to keep those at bay who do not serve this process; whose ignorant miasma could derail his development.
Other challenges – those people. The Tucson Air BnB owner who held my money when the snow storm forced me to cancel my plans – her venality was a disappointment and a lesson not to trust people you don’t know.
Another challenge – a voice from the past who carried the same message of chaotic thinking and accusation. Lord Today.
Also, the snow I marveled at also impacted my time with my son.
I had a dawning of the facts, that this aging in my body is screwing with my energy field and keeping me from moving at the break neck speed to which I am accustomed.
The slow down is real.
In the last 30 days, I learned that the years, months, weeks, days, hours, and minutes in which I have read, discussed, watched, learned and grown spiritually and emotionally have helped me know more of who I am, what I want, what I desire, what I think, and have made me brave enough to open wider to vulnerability.
Vulnerability – my glorious theme of the year.
In the last 30 days, I’ve learned that not everyone deserves my story. I’ve learned to be patient to other people’s stories unfolding before I judge or react to them. I’ve learned that a healthy body deserves my attention and intention. I’ve learned that desire deserves expression. I’ve learned that putting myself in a creative head space gives me access to lighter parts of my being and this translates into everything else I do.
And most importantly, I’ve learned I don’t have to do anything, I don’t have to be what people want me to be, and even sometimes what I want me to be, I can just be and breathe and that is good enough (my other glorious catch phrase for the year).
I’ve said this before but I’ve learned how grateful I am that I am rich in friendships. Throughout most of my adult life, I have been surrounded by artists, musicians, thinkers, and creative souls who offer my life texture and meaning. My only hope is to learn from them and from those who think differently, behave bizarrely, and take radical action. These live wires are my north star.