My journey is the last stage of my life. I am 64. I retired when I was 61. I was driven pretty much since high school. Now, I am at a loss, for a lot of reasons that I don't need to go into detail on. But the drive, it's not there. Yeah, I have time on my hands, but to do what? I don't have grandkids (I'm an older parent), I don't like gardening, not a lot of friends locally (plus I am a bit of an introvert, and yeah, I guess I am going into some detail, lol). So I am still in search mode. I want to write. I want to travel. I want to learn. But getting off my butt is still a hard thing for some reason. Same with hubby, so that doesn't help, lol. Accountability would help. Anywho, these are my wishes: write, travel, learn.
A new museum. We look here & there in small towns... some WONDERFUL discoveries. Grace Hudson museum in Ukaih CA. Kennedy mine & museum, Jackson, CA. Empire mine & museum, Grass Valley, CA
I like taking trips. My inner explorer wants to see home in the rearview mirror. Then I enjoy coming back a week later. Only planning in my near future wishing a destination by writing this post.
Routine, I would love to be able to abide by a routine. My brain explodes with ideas. And I end up so kittywampus, that some things get started, but rarely get finished. But, I'm working on it.
Watch the sunset by the lake and enjoy the stillness as I end my day. Pushing my creative boundaries further by trying porcelain knitting and bowl making. Taking more time for those “granny hobbies” to still to nervous system and the need to be constantly moving
I hope to be up early to walk and watch more sunrises and listen to the birdsong, paint an abstract, explore more hiking trails, knit a sweater and plant new perennials in my garden.
My inner Explorer, I didn't know I had one!, wants me to be more productive. I want to embroider, weave, make lace, make books, fill little boxes with love, walk, bike, read. It is hard for me to be patient and just do one , ok maby two, things at a time.
My journey is the last stage of my life. I am 64. I retired when I was 61. I was driven pretty much since high school. Now, I am at a loss, for a lot of reasons that I don't need to go into detail on. But the drive, it's not there. Yeah, I have time on my hands, but to do what? I don't have grandkids (I'm an older parent), I don't like gardening, not a lot of friends locally (plus I am a bit of an introvert, and yeah, I guess I am going into some detail, lol). So I am still in search mode. I want to write. I want to travel. I want to learn. But getting off my butt is still a hard thing for some reason. Same with hubby, so that doesn't help, lol. Accountability would help. Anywho, these are my wishes: write, travel, learn.
Building several new habits
A new museum. We look here & there in small towns... some WONDERFUL discoveries. Grace Hudson museum in Ukaih CA. Kennedy mine & museum, Jackson, CA. Empire mine & museum, Grass Valley, CA
I would love to create a small writing community, that explores joy, hope and second chances.
The inner explorer in me wants to do it all. Lol
It would love to do all the scary, crazy things. That won’t happen. However, I have started a life list instead of a bucket list.
In that case my inner explorer would love to try things such as weaving, whittling, learning Reiki, to name a few.
I did go to a thrift store and picked up some yarn. I found a branch tossed off by a tree that I might weave some yarn onto. It’s a start!
I like taking trips. My inner explorer wants to see home in the rearview mirror. Then I enjoy coming back a week later. Only planning in my near future wishing a destination by writing this post.
A better routine so that I can escape thru that portal and get lost, undisturbed (!), at least for awhile each day.
Routine, I would love to be able to abide by a routine. My brain explodes with ideas. And I end up so kittywampus, that some things get started, but rarely get finished. But, I'm working on it.
Watch the sunset by the lake and enjoy the stillness as I end my day. Pushing my creative boundaries further by trying porcelain knitting and bowl making. Taking more time for those “granny hobbies” to still to nervous system and the need to be constantly moving
I hope to be up early to walk and watch more sunrises and listen to the birdsong, paint an abstract, explore more hiking trails, knit a sweater and plant new perennials in my garden.
My inner Explorer, I didn't know I had one!, wants me to be more productive. I want to embroider, weave, make lace, make books, fill little boxes with love, walk, bike, read. It is hard for me to be patient and just do one , ok maby two, things at a time.
My daughter and I revisited the idea yesterday of finding and photographing abandoned buildings. Now to actually do it!
Love that idea. I often imagine who actually lived in one of those abandoned places.