Well Planned Life

--> I said that I didn’t want to name goals for the New Year.   So I’m not.   Rather than calling them goals, I’m calling them focus points.   I don’t want to set a goal that I may or may not achieve, given my unsettled life at the moment.   That’s too much pressure for me for right now.   Calling them focus points allows me to name some things I want to work on without the (self-imposed) pressure of reaching a specific end point or finish line.   So I guess I’m making resolutions rather than goals, though I don’t want to call it that either because it makes things more “official.”   Trying to keep things light and flexible is where I’m at right now.   I have been thinking a lot about what I want for this upcoming year and for my life in general.   I don’t want to list big long-term, life-changing goals just yet.   I am starting small and what unfolds from there is anyone’s guess. So what’s on my list? · ...

Hello, readers [pokes head around the corner]. I am still here, believe it or not.   It’s has almost been a year since my last post.   I so wanted to get more blogging done , but it just didn’t happen.   Oh well.   On to what’s next… So many thoughts are jumbling around in my head; I don’t even know where to begin. First and foremost, I started off 2018 with writing this post .   Having just reread it, I have to tell you… not much has changed.   And yet, so much has changed.   I’m still not ready to get into details, but I’ll do my best to explain without them. I did not set out with specific goals for 2018.   That is, I didn’t declare them or write them down.   I had a few ideas floating around in my head and I sort of just went with the ebb and flow of them and the alterations of them.   I have made some changes, some strides, and still feel stuck, though maybe a more accurate description is that I ...

A new year always brings about a sense of fresh beginnings, a new start, a revamp of dreams and goals and plans.  A new year = a new you! I’m going to get very personal here, which I rarely do, so please read this with kindness in mind. I don’t feel new. I have mixed feelings about moving into this new year.  I had high hopes for 2017.  I wouldn’t say I had overly high hopes, just your normal run-of-the-mill hopes, but high in terms of what it would bring me on a personal, internal level. It turned out nothing like I had planned. It was both the best year and the worst year I’ve had.  Well, in truth, the worst year was the year my dad died.  But it’s the juxtaposition between good and bad that made it the second-worst year, I think.  I had some great and exciting things happen (some of which will be revealed in future posts), and yet, it’s been emotionally hard, too.   Without getting into details, 2017 finished in the opposite direction ...