Well, this is going to be a year filled with new adventures, risks, changes; new-new-new … so, I guess I should start right here. Welcome to my babbling. I hope you enjoy the stories, spiritual paths and detours, educational insights, creative endeavors …
This morning I gave my students a writing assignment; the prompts were:
2010 was ….
2011 will be …
I always complete each assignment I give to them – and this one got me thinking, on many fronts, about the year behind me and my plans for the year ahead. I think it may be time for me to begin writing, sharing, speaking, once again.
2010 was the loudest, quiet year I have ever had. I remember many times thinking ‘what a horrible year’ – ‘will I really live through it’. I thought [no, I knew] that I was a strong woman with many skills and many tools with which to ‘grab’ what I needed to make it through such a grieving year. But, when the time came – I seemed to have misplaced my toolbox.
Looking back on that now, I giggle. No, I really laugh out loud. What 2010 held for me was the makings of a completely new and improved toolbox. How grateful I am.
When Mother Nature chooses to bestow such beauty on us to start the new year, it must be a sign of all the beauty to come. My back yard.