Being my father's daughter, i'm not much for celebrating an "arbitrary calendar event", but i do like reflecting and looking ahead on New Year's Eve. Last New Year's was different from any other. It was fun but not terribly reflective. I can't remember the one before that (except that there was no alcohol involved, so i'm not sure why i can't remember anything!). The one before that was spent singing, catching up, and doing dishes with long-ago friends and per former-life tradition, having pancakes, strong coffee, and fresh juice for breakfast. This New Year's Eve i'll stay up reflecting and playing games with friends, and then i'm heading to a soulcare/solitude retreat (paradoxically, with a friend! Ha ha. We're carpooling.) I'm looking forward to beginning the new calendar year this way.
Someone asked me today what i dreamed: where would they find me in ten years. I didn't know i knew until i answered. This dream is one i'm writing down, and i may even put it somewhere to remind me on distracting days. It will be interesting to see if it changes or if it sticks around for ten years.
My husband and I live in Los Angeles. He works with people experiencing homelessnes and in drug/alcohol addiction recovery; I work as a garden designer, consultant, and lecturer, helping landscapes recover. We think the two are connected more than it may seem, and hope to start a farm that combines them deliberately in the near future.
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