Monday, January 23, 2012

The Year of the Dragon

It may have been dumb luck, my being born in the year of the Dragon, but like so many dumb things in my life, I'm claiming complete ownership!

Let's see . . . this should be the the Fourth go-around as my Lunar year, and I can't help but feel like good things are on the horizon. They say that how you spend the first day of a new year sets the tone for the year . . . so with that in mind-it's going to be a sweaty one! T and I are doing this at-home DVD workout, which I find myself embarrassed to admit. Even more embarrassing is how out of shape I've become. Not necessarily in poundage or sagginess, but I've definitely lost strength. Who new that sitting on a couch for the first five years of my thirties would cause this? We're on day 3 of a 30-day plan, and while the days are getting progressively better, I'm glad to be in the cocoon of our living room-jiggling away towards the TV. Who knows-if I keep this up, I might have washboard abs by the time I'm 40!?

Anyhoo, after our "Shred" workout, I spent a good portion of the day with a pen in my hand. The difference between today and other rainy days in Los Angeles, is that today, I was actually using the pen. It's easy to forget the simple joy that writing can bring. At least, easy for me to forget. I suppose it's not the writing per se-but the attention, the mindfulness, the presence. Today was one of those days where I sort of found my own rhythm and bounced along with it-you know? The sort of day where things just sort of made sense. A don'tjudgeitjustrollwithit day. A Dragon sort of day. I'm happy to have had it.

Like honesty in a lover's eyes-
this rain will wash off my disguise.
And who is this-you see below?
Only me (and the dragon) know!

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