Now, more than ever, I'm trying to navigate the territory between the realistic and the ideal, the esoteric and the practical, the rush of every day's commute and the desire for time and space and beauty.
I'm navigating this new journey with a mixture of terror and excitement. I didn't realize how much my goals for January would become a reminder to not just survive but to live this new stage to its fullest, deepest, richest measure.
And here's how the goals for this month went down:
- I tackled 5 new recipes. Goal accomplished!
- The reading goals weren't as successful. I started reading Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell, Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman, and Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell without finishing any of the other books I'm currently reading. Well, I finished Father Fiction. But that wasn't much of a dent. Really, this just reflects my larger problem of starting projects that I then forget to finish.
- I did begin a routine of waking up earlier and the benefits have been many.
- I did not make any cards. However, I remembered to write two thank-you notes and a birthday card, which I think should count for something.
- January's blog posts number 14. Success!
Ready, set, go! What are your goals for the month ahead?
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