The rhythm of a simple spirit

 



Recognition

Each December just before the new year I choose a few things to focus on in the coming year. 
Here are a few for 2021

Recognition...in regards to myself. 
Acceptance, admission, appreciation, awareness

I will be turning 58 in the spring and I am looking forward to it. I’ve never been one to shy away from birthdays and I don’t understand why people chase youth. 
Embrace the journey.



The first four words in the thesaurus under recognition are:
Accept..who I am now.
Admit..not so much failures but imperfections...and be able to still accept who I am.
Appreciate..who I am now and who and what I have in my life and be grateful.
Awareness..of myself and the way in which I direct my steps. 

Lichen

Which is quite random. There’s just something about lichen which I have always loved. 
It is described as a complex life form that is a symbiotic partnership of fungus and alga.
It typically grows on rocks and trees near moss or in a shady spot. 
I like the colours and the texture and the sort of secretive and quiet places it grows in forests. 

I plan to incorporate some of the colours into my home this year.
And, to use the calm and quiet of it to inspire walks in the wood which will help me to recognize my symbiotic partnership with the natural world around me. 




Self-Care

I will be turning 60 in a few short years and since I don’t plan on living to be 120 years old...
I suppose it’s time to step gingerly into being old.
They kind of go right from middle aged to elderly and I don’t think I quite fit into either category.

I will start as I mean to continue with regards to the care of my mind and body so...
There will be more walking for a healthy heart and lungs.
There will be classes for a healthy and growing mind.
There will be more pampering for a happy body-image.
More meditation and more prayer for a peaceful spirit.
And of course, more water...




If 2020 leaves me with anything it is that family and friends are vital and that I need to do more to make sure that I spend as much time with them as I can. I need to reach out and create time. 
This year also taught me that being at peace with myself and being aware of quietude is a  cherished gift and I won’t forget about that in 2021.




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Comments

  1. Beside a babbling brook...31/12/2020, 11:04

    Wisdom...

    Per usual, here...

    Especially accepting age, as it comes...

    But not defining one's self, by a number...

    Happy New Year's Wishes...
    ✨🌲✨🎄✨💛🔥💛✨🎄✨🌲✨

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  2. Ginny Hartzler31/12/2020, 13:33

    This is so wise! ANd compared to me, you are a baby! Everything is relative.

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