“Walking on the land or digging in the fine soil I am intensely aware that time quivers slightly, changes occurring in imperceptible and minute ways, accumulating so subtly that they seem not to exist. Yet the tiny shifts in everything – cell replication, the rain of dust motes, lengthening hair, wind-pushed rocks – press inexorably on and on.” – Annie Proulx, Bird Cloud
I’ve learned enough to be dangerous. I’ve failed enough to feel successful.
Lessons learned, in the order they showed up:
- Expectations are different than boundaries.
- Shame is a form of self-abuse.
- Distinguish the difference between meaningful work and paid work.
- The stories I tell myself matter the most.
- Maintaining a conscious awareness of abundance is the work of being open to inspiration — being fascinated feels good. Acceptance is eternal work.
- Establishing new routines takes time.
- Trust in self is a sacred commitment.
- Patience is its own desire and trust in myself is sacred energy. Learning stimulates: both focus and curiosity are required.
- Creating poetics inquiries deepened my capacity for patient discovery.
- Breathe through the urge to have answers.
- Staying present and having curious inquiry is the process of accelerating joy.
- It matters how you show up.
2020 is one of those future-forward years, like 1999 and 2000. Every year has its own biography of echoes. The list above are some of my loudest.