Tuesday, August 30, 2016
My post title is a quote from a calender hanging in my house. It's my new motto.
I've been subscribing to the backpacker's magazine for over a year now but I'm no closer to actually going on a trip. But no worries, it's not such a stretch for me. I've camped my whole life, although it has come to camping in a fully equipped trailer over the past several years. I've also hiked my whole life, but not both together.
The thought of backpacking, while conjuring romantic pictures of sitting in a flowering meadow on a mountain while holding a cup of steaming coffee, is probably going to be pouring rain, bug bites, and shivering through the night and wishing I packed that warm sweater. And that scares me. That and my limited budget. Buying every conceivable need is expensive, so my plan is to start with baby steps. Small trips, purchases well thought out, and getting back into physical shape.
Does any of this involve writing? Of course it does, but mostly just finding some way to disconnect from the frantic life I lead and find peace again. I long for that.
So what are your plans?
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
"You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance." Kahlil Gibran
Quote from Daily Peace book by National Geographic
I've revamped my blog and deleted a lot of personal posts that I had written as my own therapeutic way of dealing with a crisis. While my crisis is far from over, I've learned not to live it day and night, and that escape is good too.
I have been journalling, and for the first time in my life I actually finished out an entire book! I've been to one, sadly yes, just one meeting of the local writing association, but the speaker had an idea that I really liked. It was a 5 year journal that each page was divided into 5 small sections, and each entry was a small excerpt of what happened that day. At the end of the year, you go back and start over, filling in the next section and having the fun of seeing what happened exactly a year ago. Of course I bought a journal, and there it sits, empty on my nightstand.
Time to get started again with writing and connecting-