Like many folks, I have my list of resolutions. Eat healthier. Exercise/move more. Create more art and crafts. Write. Get rid of things which no longer serve me—use it or lose it. Learn new skills such as how to use a sewing machine, video-editing software, additional energy medicine techniques. Meet up with friends/be more sociable. Do something that scares/excites me.
All of this is fine and dandy, but unless I make the time and follow through with some action, nothing’s going to change. So here’s the plan: Continue reading →
The other day after Zumba, one of my workout friends told me about a friend of hers who recently died in her sleep. Her body wasn’t discovered until four days after she passed on. She was 71 and had four sons, but was living alone.
My friend was shaken because she’s not that much younger than her friend. Also, her friend had shown no signs of failing health and was “perfectly fine” when they met up for lunch the previous week. Shouldn’t there be signs when one’s time is coming to a close?
Every now and then, the songs that play on my Pandora station or radio seem to contain a message from the Universe. For example, lines from a song by Anything Box keep playing in my head: “Don’t take for granted / this thing called Life.” In the context of my friend’s news, I realize how unprepared I am if I were to die suddenly, that I need to be more mindful of how I spend my days, and that I need take care of a few things sooner vs. later. After all, there’s no guarantee that I’ll reach the average US female life expectancy of age 78.94.
Yes, I’ve been remiss in writing my blog. Now that my daughter is back in school, I don’t have any more excuses. This is not to say that it’s my daughter’s fault that I haven’t written. I’ve just found it convenient to let life and all its bits—both great and small—take over.
So what’s been happening the last six months or so (aside from the dust bunnies and cobwebs gathering around my writing space)? Continue reading →