13 -It’s a lucky number. Which is brilliant.
this morning I woke up and thought the f word – (refraining from giving grandmother Sapphire one more heart attack or need for prayer on my behalf)
Hair chopped maybe it should be chopped further – fresh and new for a new year.
My pal Erik always quotes his mama, “Change your hair Change your life!”
Around 10am I started panicking a little. Worried about loose ends and all the loose strings and not being beholden to a damn thing (sorry Sapphire). I started to get scared and about 5 years old. And then I remembered what a crap job I’d done trying to control anything at all.
Tonight maybe I’ll watch Gone With The Wind. It was NOT a good moment when I thought maybe Scarlett O’Hara was one of my spirit animals. Really. A little shameful. I’m thinking more – I’m thinking maybe I’m more Yvaine. Sass and smarts and shiney and a little busted. But either way, you know what 2013? I’m going to embrace it.
13 -I’m aiming for:
Continuing to take care of my mind with working my physical body.
Cleaner eating. On a budget.
Drinking more water.
Being a bit less loud All the time.
Continuing to learn how to live with all of me.
Following UA down it’s happiest path of equilibrium.
I’m going to start my year finishing Pema Chodron’s When Things Fall apart and rereading this:
They’re a great combo. Being in the hard fear-full present and dreaming. That’s life. At least it’s mine.
Happy New Year. May you find joy in it.
Happy New Year, dearie. 🙂 Love you very much.