Stroke of Midnight
Where were you last night when 2013 turned into 2014? Is that where you’d wanted to be?
The above prompt is from last year, but I am going with it anyway. I really would like to get back into the habit of daily blogging/writing and may utilize this and similar tools now and then.
Daily blogging? (insert maniacal laughter here) Oh heck, who am I kidding? Between two jobs, husband, dog and everything else that comes along with daily life, it will be a freakin’ miracle if I can set aside time for entertaining my Muse once a week. Ah well, one can hope, eh?
Perhaps I can be a bit more disciplined about taking time for myself this year. Do I hear a New Year’s resolution in there somewhere?
I think not.
To answer the questions above as they relate to 2014 turning into 2015 . . . um . . . well, yes and no. Or is it no and yes?
When the clock struck midnight and 2015 came rolling in, I was (and still am) in South Carolina. Did I want to be in South Carolina this New Year’s Eve?
I see you are nodding, “Yes, honestly.”
From a geographic standpoint, no, this is not where I want to be. I would rather be in a pleasant campground in some small town on the Texas Gulf Coast. I would rather be in Brenham, Texas, where I would be able to spend time with friends. I would rather be in New Jersey still working the assignment we had prior to this one. I would rather be in a small, cozy cottage on the Scottish seashore or in Glencoe. I would rather be in Edinburgh for Hogmanay (New Year’s Eve).
No worries, though. I am not miserable and one sometimes chooses to go where the work is versus being unemployed. It is all about choices, but that is a topic for another post, eh?
It simply a writing prompt and I’m running with it.
Moving along . . .
If we are talking about where I am in my life, I have to answer in the affirmative.
I am living the full-time RV life and am employed in a line of work I dig. I am cancer-free as far as I know and am feeling pretty darn good these days. My body is in a happier place awakening naturally instead of being jolted awake by an alarm clock; the absence of waking at a certain time is one of the perks of working night shift. (I’ll get back to you on other night-shift pros
if when I think of them.) I share my life with an amazing (and amazingly patient) man from a land far, far away and with a sweet dog. We keep food on the table and the bills are paid each month. It is a simplistic way of life by today’s standards and a comfortable one.
I confess that at times I really miss teaching Reiki. Will I ever have a rockin’ teaching practice going again? My crystal ball is on the fritz, so I don’t have an answer to that. Whether or not I am teaching, the path of a Reiki Master/Teacher is part of who I am and will be with me always. I’m good with that.
The only aspect of my life in need of more attention is my spirituality - whether it be meditation, Tai Chi, “a-ha” experiences as in years past, writing, reading, etc. I have set an intention in that regard (if you sense a post about intent in the future, you’re catching on!) and this January 1 post is part of that intention.
I invite you to visit with me here as I walk, stumble and skip through 2015 in this journey we call Life.
“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”
- Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator, 1826-1890
January 1 - 365 Days of Walking the Red Road
I am a Warrior.