The Creator

I’m back at the keyboard after what seems like forever. I had all kinds of good intentions about keeping up with emails and posting letters to my blog but that’s all they ended up being, good intentions. Computer time was at a premium with all the kids and their new fangled games and grandma wanting to check her emails or write letters didn’t rank very high on the priority list. Oh well, what can you do? I’m not about to start the New Year swearing and beating myself up over something I had no control over. It sure made me realize exactly how dependant we’ve become on computers though.

I’m not one for making all kinds of New Year resolutions but, this morning as I sat and wrote within the pages of my paper journal, one of the things I set the intention for in the coming year is to live each moment as fully as I can. For me this means being as fully present to each moment as I possibly can be. Mindful living kind of wraps it up in a nutshell. Being mindful and absorbing what is unfolding in each and every moment. Sounds simple. Is simple. But not all that easy to actually put into practice.

I gotta tell you. I really enjoyed my trip. It was wonderful being behind the wheel of a “good” car and being on the road again. There’s some gypsy blood running through my veins I’m sure. Put me behind the wheel, and I’ve got a grin on my face reaching from ear to ear. And who wouldn’t traveling through the mountains in the middle of winter. Well, unless the roads are really bad of course because that can be really nerve racking, but we were blessed with good roads and some picture perfect beauty all around us. What more could one ask for. I just wanted to keep on trucking and not come home.

But reality is the car is not ours, the gas money ran out, Pumpkin was howling, and school is still not out. So we made our way back. Left Peace River Alberta at 6 a.m. and arrived home in Armstrong, B.C,. safe and sound at 6 p.m. We made a couple of gas and bathrooms stops but otherwise we drove straight through. We were even fortunate enough to catch a spectacular sunrise across the prairies as we were leaving. I don’t miss living in the prairies at all except for the beauty of the sunrise and sunset which is something we don’t get here in BC. As for the rest, well let’s just say, I’d much rather be where I am right now.

Besides the traveling though it was wonderful to visit with friends and family and spend time with those close and dear to our hearts. For me that’s really the biggest and best gift of all – the connection and communion with those we love. One thing which really hit home for me, maybe even more so than usual this holiday season, is what kind of things are really important in life - what really matters after all the Christmas wrappings have been torn and tossed and the gift boxes set aside? In the end, it’s what a person feels inside, isn’t it? It’s a search for meaning and love and connection and communion and a sense of significance. Isn’t it? Thank you for a wonderful holiday.

Writefully Yours,
Annette