#Reverb10: One Word
Prompt: Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you? (Author: Gwen Bell)
One word. What one word resonated with me from this year? The year of proposals, and meditation, and energy, and reading, and falling, and struggling, and finding a place to call home. And perhaps, that's a good one. Home.
That home is where I rest. Home is where I believe I belong. Home is, as always, an ever shifting place. I'm back where I grew up, and I'm settled enough now that I've come to understand what day to day life is - what it can be like.
And for 2011? What do I hope for 2011? Creative balance - and maybe that's cheating (it's two words, not one), but I still believe that balance shifts and bends and I want to live creatively, to know when to bend, when to shift, and when to stay with it, lean into practice and try to lean into the places and things that matter most - to find balance (dare I say equanimity?) and presence in each moment, to look clearly at my world and allow myself to stay with it. That this moment, and this, and that, all of it counts, and all of it matters and I want to let all of it in. I wan to let it in, let it all go, and just live my life.
* Written after the above, and after reading some of the other Day One posts *
And it's interesting, how as I'm reading more posts and hadn't really written my own, and how I kept thinking "Everyone else's is so good, and mine is going to be (or is) crap." That there are lots of ways to write, and that I don't have to be "as good" as anyone else, but I have to be honest, I have to be truthsome in my writing. And I know that that's the point, that's what this is about. That it's about my reflection, my manifestation (that just sounds weird), and the things that come up. And that I have to share my voice, add it to the chorus of other #Reverb10 writers, and the words of this world. That just because I have written these words does not make them less true, less beautiful, less necessary in this world, just like all of the other words are necessary. It tells a story, weaves a web, all sorts of other cliches coming up right now. And that's not quite it. I know that there's something else there, something that my tongue is tickling at, like the hot chocolate on my lips while I sit on the couch, reading through other #Reverb10 posts, ice my knees for the third night in a row, and wonder.
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One word. What one word resonated with me from this year? The year of proposals, and meditation, and energy, and reading, and falling, and struggling, and finding a place to call home. And perhaps, that's a good one. Home.
That home is where I rest. Home is where I believe I belong. Home is, as always, an ever shifting place. I'm back where I grew up, and I'm settled enough now that I've come to understand what day to day life is - what it can be like.
And for 2011? What do I hope for 2011? Creative balance - and maybe that's cheating (it's two words, not one), but I still believe that balance shifts and bends and I want to live creatively, to know when to bend, when to shift, and when to stay with it, lean into practice and try to lean into the places and things that matter most - to find balance (dare I say equanimity?) and presence in each moment, to look clearly at my world and allow myself to stay with it. That this moment, and this, and that, all of it counts, and all of it matters and I want to let all of it in. I wan to let it in, let it all go, and just live my life.
* Written after the above, and after reading some of the other Day One posts *
And it's interesting, how as I'm reading more posts and hadn't really written my own, and how I kept thinking "Everyone else's is so good, and mine is going to be (or is) crap." That there are lots of ways to write, and that I don't have to be "as good" as anyone else, but I have to be honest, I have to be truthsome in my writing. And I know that that's the point, that's what this is about. That it's about my reflection, my manifestation (that just sounds weird), and the things that come up. And that I have to share my voice, add it to the chorus of other #Reverb10 writers, and the words of this world. That just because I have written these words does not make them less true, less beautiful, less necessary in this world, just like all of the other words are necessary. It tells a story, weaves a web, all sorts of other cliches coming up right now. And that's not quite it. I know that there's something else there, something that my tongue is tickling at, like the hot chocolate on my lips while I sit on the couch, reading through other #Reverb10 posts, ice my knees for the third night in a row, and wonder.
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