Saturday, February 20, 2010
Since my snowshoes broke, the metal frame sheared apart, I can only ski these wintery days. I've miss the security of knowing I could traverse deep, steep and sweet snow between the trees. Actually, it's easier to break through thick, crusty snow using fat metal-edged skis verses to snowshoe. The speed from kick & gliding in open valleys and downhill slopes is more exhilarating. Yes, I'd rather ski, than not.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Why do I journal everyday when I could be blogging or tweeting or doing housework? I don't expect anyone to read these volumes of ramblings. Sometimes I ponder, "what if the universe has a melt down and we could no longer access the web." Then all my journals would be one record of this time and place in history. My journals would reveal my daily trials and tribulations living with my spouse of 26 years, inner revelations, changes in the world, and future creative ventures. I write down 3 wishes (small & personal to mythical large), affirmations to move me through health or mental blocks, and my highlight of the previous day. When I have nothing more to write, I note the present moment: birds flitting around, detectable smells, distant airplanes, current weather, etc. Everything changes but if I can record the moment maybe the memory can last. It's a luxury to journal.