27 January 2014
Lately I've been thinking a lot about what it means for me to truly 'thrive'. What do I need? Or more importantly, what don't I need. What are the things that leave me feeling energised and inspired? When am I happiest? How can I shape my life so I that I am the best version of me that I can be? These seem like big questions to answer, and I suppose in many ways they are. But big questions don't necessarily need big answers, or complicated answers. Its often the little things, the simple things.
Like writing. It doesn't have to be complicated, or deep, or particularly meaningful - or even make any sense. Its just something I've always enjoyed. I was a story writing child, a (mostly depressing) teenage poet, an embarrassingly bad songwriter. I'm a sporadic journal writer, an obsessive list maker, and for most of my university life I was a semi-regular blogger. Lately I've found myself completely out of the habit, and its a little bit sad that life has got in the way of something that's always been an outlet for me.
But the wonderful thing about habits is the way you can get back into good ones, and break out of the bad ones. So I'm saying hello again to writing. And hello to any of you who have stuck around, I appreciate it, I really do.
13 January 2014
Remember when I was crossing my fingers for a clear day this weekend? Clearly the weather gods were listening because Saturday evening was absolutely breathtaking. I checked the sunset time, packed my wellies and the dog in the back of the car and headed for the woods. We walked, and we walked, and we walked a bit more. Through the woods, and next to the fields and then back along the edge of the water. I took pictures and Zak danced around my feet trying to persuade me to throw stones. He dug holes (everywhere) while I tried to catch reflections in wet sand and when he got bored of that he decided that a mud bath was a Really Good Plan (he regretted this later when I gave him a bath...) We walked back through the woods just as the light started to finally disappear and by the time we got back to the car the sky was that deep kind of purple that only hangs around for a few minutes before the dark sets in.
If felt good to be out. To breathe cold air and to feel my fingers slowly freeze around my camera. To chase light through the trees and to capture those last fleeting moments of sunlight. To feel the high of knowing that there's magic stored in the memory card while you drive home. The lack of light in this country in the winter makes me cranky, but evenings like that one kind of make it all worth it.
10 January 2014
My first full week back at work felt long, but also kind of good. When I first started it really bothered me that I wasn't doing something that used my degree, but I enjoy it - and there's a lot to be said for not dreading going to work when you get up in the morning. Not a huge fan of driving to and from work with my lights on, but I am a fan of watching the sun set from my desk so that's a bonus. On clearer days the sunsets have been pretty spectacular recently, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll be able to get out with my camera this weekend.
A lot of hot chocolate has been drunk just recently, its just the right weather for it, you know? There's nothing quite like curling up in bed with a good book and a giant mug of hot chocolate. Its the simple things. I'm also loving Redbush tea at the minute, so much so that I can't even remember the last time I had a 'proper' cup of tea. Tragic really.
Plans for this weekend include picking my camera up, a couple of long walks with Zak and an attempt at making banana bread (anyone know a good recipe?).
I'm also listen to this song about a million times because I'm a tin bit obsessed and I think its hauntingly beautiful.
02 January 2014
I'm not really one for making New Years Resolutions, I believe that if you want to make a change or set a goal then you should do exactly that - waiting for a particular time of year just seems like another way of putting things off. That said, there is something about January that just feels shiny and new - and it feels appropriate to put something new into motion at this time of year. For the last couple of years I've jumped on the 'One Little Word' bandwagon - and its something that I really believe made a different to the way I approached life. Not all the time of course - like anything there were times when I was more conscious of them than others - but they were definitely there in the background. 2012 was about being 'fearless' - trying new things, pushing myself out of my comfort zone and generally trying not to let silly little things hold me back. 2012 was the year I booked a solo trip to Central America and California, so I think that worked pretty well... 2013 was about choice, I chose 'choose' both as a gentle reminder to myself that I have a choice in how I respond to everything and anything that happens, but also as a nod to fact that I knew a lot of decisions were coming up.
This year I felt like I needed something more organic, less about trying to force direction and more about acceptance and reflection. More about gratitude for what I have, and less about trying to change things. Change is good, but change for the sake of change isn't - and sometimes I'm aware that I get a little caught up in the mentality that standing still is a bad thing and that in order to be successful we need to be constantly moving. So this year isn't all about doing more, pushing harder, making choices or preparing for big decisions.
This year is about thriving. Emotionally, physically, creatively, spiritually, nurturing relationships and building new ones, savouring the small things and living with greater intention.
In 2014 I will thrive. And I'm excited about it.
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