So…it’s been a while. The holidays/end of year had me in silence. Yet, it is always a good thing to leave something you love, only to circle back in appreciation.
December was a dichotomously dreary month for moi. Some days I would say “that’s it, I am over everything and shall leave it all behind.” Mind you I had no real plan of what this meant, where I would go, or what I would be doing. But, the feeling behind the sentiment was an itchiness of things not working in life and the cowardly way one just simply wants to escape. On the other hand, I had some of the best conversations with friends old and new. Not garrulous exchanges, yet honest and raw, both fun and somewhat heavy. It made me never want to leave the nest and safety of my day-to-day life and the support group I have made that keeps growing.
So there I found myself torn between me, myself and I. Frankly, I still am. I have reached a point where I’ve told the universe that whatever you send my way shall be my path.
So what has it transmitted to me? As of right now crickets and chirpy birds. Danada, nothing. I am still waiting, hoping and that will be me for 2017 I think. Sanguine expectations and a patient student of life.
What are you waiting for in the New Year?
I’ll let you know how it goes for me:) (obviously.)