And just like that, we have passed the last day of the first month of the new year. Couldn’t even tell you where I’ve been or why I haven’t been posting, life is just a whirlwind at times.The carousel continues on its path, wearing ruts in the grass; stuck going round and round, gaining no new ground.
I’ve been on the carousel.
I survived the gray days that came over me near the holidays. Whew, that’s all I’m gonna say. Also survived an odd series of rainy and dark days, weeks, in a normally dry Florida winter season. Mother E is reminding us of who is in charge of things…Nature; exquisite, exotic, maddening, defiant beauty that She is. Bending our arms back with the pure power of her force, forcing us to look her in the eye. I hide my head in shame for the actions of those that lack respect.
So like many, I look to the new year as a time to reflect, take inventory, and revisit goals, try to regain control (like we ever had any). At least if I think about these things, maybe make a few lists, take down a couple notes and do a little research, I feel better about myself. OK, maybe not initially, but eventually. Kind of like watching yoga on TV, I feel better afterwards, I stand taller, breathe deeper. Just imagine how good I’d feel if I’d actually get down with some yoga moves (which I do, I’m just not religious about it, or anything).
So I’m off on a pretty good start for 2016. Have been dealing with a cold and the gray days, but the blues have been staying at bay. I was re-energized by time spent with my sissy and her hubby. I’ve lived in Florida for 12 years now, and have dear friends here and it feels like home, but there is something to be said about being with someone that knows you, I mean really ‘knows’ you, like a sister. She represents so much to me, besides family. She represents roots and memories, hope and perseverance, stability and determination, my youth and my place. Of course I could go on, but I shall refrain for the time being.
So I welcome myself back, from where I do not know, and I welcome you back. Sometimes I just go. Sometimes even I can’t stand myself (ha), but I know that eventually my colorful, funky, funny self will return. Rest assure. I always return…