CRYSTAL CLEAR COACHING
I'd like to make some meaningful To Do lists for 2011, I'd also like to actually cross off items from the gargantuan 2010 To Do list. It seems I am psychologically programmed to believe I have accomplished something, merely because I have added it as a bullet item to my list.
I'd like to enjoy life more in 2011. Eat, drink and be merry. And hopefully not die; at least not yet. Am I tempting the fates, by putting that in writing? I hope not.
I'd like to be more mindful of how I am living. I'd like to carry within me more of an awareness that we do not get "do overs," that what's done is done and therefore it matters to take care with our words and actions. It's important to remember that every day we are creating our lives, and we are creating our memories. And we don't get to rewrite history, so better make that history what you want it to be.
I would like to take better care of my body in the new year - and every year thereafter. I hope I go to yoga class instead of just talking about it, that I get the juicer out of the closet and start using it again, that I get out of the house for at least a little while most days.
I want to do a better job of feeding my soul. Clean the cobwebs from the corners of my mind. Get the studio in better order so that I can easily go in there and create something, instead of being stymied by the seemingly endless clutter of things that I find so hard to let go. Making things with my hands - that's important.
I'd like to do more exploring, even if only by car and not too far from home. I spend so much time exploring wwwland, discovering many wonderful things and places; it's time to go see some of those things and places for real. Maybe even interact more with people in the flesh, too. Which is not to say that I do not love you, my cyber friends. I do, I do. You have seen me through all sorts of weirdness and wonder these last few years. I trust we will always be friends.
If I keep writing, I'll have to call this post a list of New Year's Resolutions - and I don't do those.
TTFN, my friends. Here is a parting thought:
One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be seen many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will. ~Rachel Carson
