Actually, writing this initial post was supposed to be much
easier than it has turned out to be. I have officially stared at a blank page over
a week now.
{drums fingertips on mouse for eight
millionth time}
So, rather than continue to stare and grow more and more
anxious about whether the blinking curser may be causing irreparable eye damage,
I shall dive right in, “stream-of-conscious” style. Wherever I am will surface,
and the ice will be broken.
I think. At least that’s the plan.
where am i?
Literally:: Well, I am in California.
Southern California, to be exact. Orange County, to be even more exact. (Um, please
don’t hold that against me.) I am a transplant from the great Pacific Northwest,
a true Seattle girl at heart, although I have now officially lived away from my
hometown longer than in my hometown (22 versus 20 years). So, yep oh great mathematician
that you are, that makes me 42.
Mentally:: I am in a great
transitional phase mentally. That sounds rather odd, I realize, but that’s the
best way to describe my evolution. I am 42, remember. That’s technically
mid-life. And mid-life is rough, or at least it is for this old bird. It’s the
shits to still wake up, halfway through your life, not knowing what the hell
you are doing, where you want to go, what you want to do. What is my purpose?
What is my true path? I’m working on it, but I’m such a total work in progress.
Physically:: Meh. Again, I’m
a work in progress. I recently removed gluten from my diet, began exercising
3-4 times a week, practicing yoga twice per week, and visiting a masseuse every
other week. I’ve lost 10 lbs. since the start of 2014. I can now fit into my
wardrobe again after a 5 month downward slide of emotional eating paired with no physical activity whatsoever. I quit smoking exactly 381 days
ago. After all this, you’d think I’d be more than “meh”. I should be all like “YAY
ME! I’m fan-freaking-tastic!” But, alas, I am not. I suffer from chronic pain
in my back, shoulders, neck, hips, legs, wrists, elbows, palms, fingers - every joint, bone, and muscle.
Everywhere. Every. Single. Day.
Spiritually:: Yea, so let me
get back to you on that one.
So folks, this is where I am today; in the present tense. Tomorrow
I may or may not be in the same place. That’s why I am here. This little
corner of the interwebs is mine to document my messy, real, honest and ongoing journey. I hope to connect with
like-minded souls who want to share in this all-encompassing trip.
where are YOU today?
Ahh ... This promises to be a very interesting corner of the interwebs and I for one would love to see more!
ReplyDeleteBut chronic pain ... Oh man, that's tough. So very, very tough. Hopefully the removal of gluten may help?