I am sitting in a Starbucks in North Carolina, Nora Jones is playing “Come Away With Me” on the sound system.
I have just written my January newletter to all my yoga peeps telling them about the New Year’s offerings.
When I am away from home it is really hard to keep up my rituals. I fall into the ritual patterns of the people I am around. I have been able to keep up with my Holosync, and hopefully I have enough time left on my wireless here to push “post” on this entry. But my pen writing has taken a hit.
When I am away, I miss my home, and when I am home, I often crave an adventure.
I am still reviewing the past year, looking at things I want to change, to tweak, and to get rid of completely. I love the clean, new start of January. I even love that the new start happens in the coldest, darkest part of the year.
The seed goes into the dark ground and eventually the warmth will reach it and it will grow.
I am planting a writing project this year. I am planting a new body project this year. I am going to continue to water my meditation practice and build a higher and stronger trellis for it to climb up.
For me, this is the year of adventure and action. This is the year of Warrior 1.