Okay, I’m going to write one of those end-of-the-year, new-year-new-me, reflective posts we all love so much.
I always spend the last few months of any given year reflecting and preparing for the one coming next.
We all know how fast time has flown, right? I mean we blinked and Christmas was here and now it’s gone. In three months, I will have been married for one year. And it hasn’t been perfect. But it has been wonderful.
There have been many adventures. I have been assembling a team around me of support from positive, smart, talented, kind humans, all of them my friends, all people I admire and respect.
I’ve been stepping into my voice; accepting and embracing who I am. I enjoy philosophy. And I love the work I do. And the world needs more compassion.
I’m going into 2017 with a love and appreciation for the freedom to write every day. Yes, it’s freedom. Not only do I have access to ink and paper, but also digital screens and lights and keys that tap tap tap without much physical effort at all, really. And I can pick an hour, any hour I want in the day, and decide that in that hour I am going to write. I get to make that decision for myself. Decision making is freedom.
What is time, but a series of consecutive decision-making. Oh, and an outside series of events we don’t seem to have much control over.
It’s about zoning in. To your flow of movement. To the flow of movement that connects us all. Take a second and feel how connected we really are. The you who’s reading this in some time and some space is connected with the me who’s writing in this time and this space.
Writing is time travel.
Oh yes, we are reflecting. On how time flies. And again, if you’re still reading I thank you for your attention. Practice gratitude. It will become a guiding force in your life.
Gratitude and presence. We have to be more kind to ourselves and others. We have to be thoughtful. Speak to each other. Ask questions. Remember the answers. Learn something new.
I’m nearing the end of my writing hour. Thankful that my tea is still warm and the honey is sweet. Gratitude.
For my gifted husband and our families and friends. And for clients; who often also become our family and friends. And the ability to grow, like trees firmly rooted but infinite and immeasurable in magnitude. For freedom. For all five of my known senses. For access to food and running water and overlooked things like plumbing and sanitation services.
Time. Flies. But. It. Stands. Still.
Take your time in 2017. Be present and grateful. Set goals and work toward them. Write them down. It will be there for reference whenever you need a reminder. Like a syllabus.
There will be hurricanes and floods. Weather and Acts of God. And you will adjust.
Until next time,
Victoria Rae Moore