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Surveying horizons…

Another year on the odometer of my life just clicked today. I spent the day cataloguing my books… avoidance tactics, I’m sure, but pleasing to me nonetheless. I figured I could at least gift myself with time, and to do with it what I wanted to, on this day of non-celebration. Pomodoro cooked tonight… Steve paid.

This image kept popping up on one of the web pages, and I thought it a fitting portrayal of how I feel at the moment. Looking ahead toward a horizon that stretches before me, standing somewhat uncertainly at its shores, but determined to move forward to claim the good that awaits.

Dabbling… reaching…

“In chance events both emotionally and symbolically meaningful, our psychological experience of a synchronicity always occurs to enable us to move forward in some way…if we are characters in a story, the ending may not be a happy one, but the life we are living is at least one that is whole and coherent. It is the function of synchronicity to help us see this wholeness — if not goodness — behind the ups and downs of each chapter of the life we live.”

There Are No Accidents: Synchronicity and the Stories of Our Lives – Robert H. Hopcke

Well, seeing that I have a whole lot more time on my hands, lately, to dabble and reach and maybe even shine (seeing that I got fired from my oh-so-ill-fitting office job last Monday), I’ve been working on revamping my … er … life, I suppose, but in my customary no-holds-barred way. I am assaulting all angles at once… body, mind and spirit… closet and/or wardrobe… art projects… cleaning and de-cluttering… laundering and sorting of clothing and linen-y things… and last but not least, revamping my e-presence. Chaos ensues, but slowly there emerges… order. There were several links that were broken when I migrated my “old” blog contents (from onesundayafternoon.blogspot.com) to here, and I had such great plans and schemes to bring that one (and a few more that I’d registered) to new and/or greater heights. Time–and the whittling away of my soul at the grind that was my job–verily caused me to abandon ship… so they’ve all been floating along the cyberspace sea like an unmanned armada, narrowly avoiding ship wreak, but only just. I’m reclaiming the helm… of many things. The Incubus song, Drive, comes to mind.

In any case, while I was reworking some links which had somehow gotten broken, I rediscovered a site that has inspired me in the past and (not surprisingly) did so again. Debra Schanilec’s blissmonger.com site/blog is a spot on the ‘net that is not to be missed. When I grow up, I want to be like Debra. The quote (above) was snipped from this post. Read it and feel the shine. 🙂 Oh… and if you feel like snorting with laughter, tear-y eyed (from the hilarity), then you must check THIS spot out… I had almost forgotten how good it feels to laugh… have you, too?

Coming soon: an e-interview with Jill Badonsky to discuss the release of her newly released book The Awe-Manac: A Daily Dose of Wonder.