I really didn't think life could get any stranger than this last year (2019) was for me. I was wrong. These days are really, REALLY strange---and scary. Marlee and I are knee deep in fabric and 'social distancing', 'staying at home' for my protection and every one else out there. I try to be fully present to all that each of these days hold, no matter how desperate and dire the news is with each new day.
“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen. Repent just means to change direction — and NOT to be said by someone who is waggling their forefinger at you. Repentance is a blessing. Pick a new direction, one you wouldn’t mind ending up at, and aim for that. Shoot the moon.”
- Anne Lamott
2 comments:
What a delightful quote. I'm doing something that I keep thinking I'll get to and never do. I'm compiling all the things I've saved for over 60 years and I'm writing my life history. I'm also throwing a lot of things away so my kids won't have to deal with them someday. It's a blessing - so cleansing.
Happy Spring Angie! Sending love >>>>>>>
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