Opportunities to write manifesting themselves all around.
Hand written letters. When is the last time you received a hand written letter? I don’t remember either. I want to change that. My grandmother should receive her letter soon.
There is something personal in the writing of a letter. It feels like the same difference as journal and blog. Letters, closer to journals, written on the pages of journals.
Writing, always writing.
Fickle mood. Feisty. Cagey. Combative.
90 items added to list of things I’m grateful for. Appreciation elevating the moods.
Softening. Allowing. Smiling.
Seeking the beauty. See it everywhere.
2016, for me, was the year of the warrior. Everywhere I turned warrior appeared. I listened to the message. I saw the signs. I took the steps towards the light that streams through the battles, promising hope. Inspiring freedom.
The path of the warrior continues in 2017. My weapon will be love. My protection will be love. 2017 is, for me, the year of love.
Love is so many things and also not any one thing. The faces of love are varied. The path of the warrior will be a quest of finding love. Love for myself. Love for life. Love for and in the present moment.
2017 is the year of love. Join me?