..and I am back to work.
Did the bulletin stuff TWICE because I was going with the Baptism of Jesus, and everyone else was going with Epiphany. I let the the crowd sway me and now will be pondering Those Other Roads we take in life when something changes us. Or something like that.
I have been in a bit of a funk all fall/holidays. Lots of reasons for this, but I am happy to say that today, I am feeling much more of the energy of me. I think having time off and totally being slothful and unconnected was a good thing.
I'm not one for resolutions, per say, but I do like to think about endings and beginnings at a time like this.
So...one of the things I look forward to this year in my ministry is to be more creative and spontaneous, and not get into the rut of "this is what we do every year." We set our calendar during the summer, and then there are few places for suprise and spirit and sheer joy. I won't participate, I say! Let's love this Beloved Life together! Let's have joy in being Good News to our corner fo the world!
Personally, well, I am looking forward to listening to myself better. Last summer and fall I had a personal trainer at the gym. I. Loved. Him. Loved. loved. loved. Unfortunately, he had to make a sudden out of state move in mid October and we had to break up. I went into mourning, and just stopped exercising. Mostly, anyway. Stoooopid. I tried to do it on my own a couple of times, but it's not the same--you look kind of funny running up and down the stairs at the gym without someone shouting at you to keep going when there is a stairmaster next to the steps. I know I COULD do this on my own, and that I SHOULD do this on my own, but...frankly, I respond better with a coach.
So, I am going to find a trainer again--because it was fun. I liked getting muscles in my arms, and being able to do killer situps. Now I can't even do one. (like the kind we did in gym class when we were 13--not crunches.) I've let myself go, but I give myself permission to do what I need to be motivated. I already have an appointment.
Middle age thoughts sort of dog me lately. I will be 49 this calendar year. In some ways, I have let my life live me in my 40's--kind of, sort of. I can't really explain this coherently to myself in my head and heart, let alone with real words on paper (o.k., cyber paper). It's just a feeling that floats a bit around my consciousness. So, I want to think more about this. How to intentionally and lovingly and
honestly Live my life. More on that later.
Oh, and this actually should have been first, but I want to be more generous. I will be more generous.
That's about it for now. I am kind of in between projects here at my desk so thought I would just have a chat here on my blog.
on with the other stuff.