So I’ve been thinking . . . about how I haven’t been thinking about my Core Desired Feelings for the year. I haven’t checked back in on those since my New Year post. Already the middle of February, and I’ve forgotten what I want to live into this year. (See, this is why I don’t do resolutions.)
What were those Core Desired Feelings I chose? Oh yeah, joy, connected, seen, turned on, and love. What have I done so far to “activate,” that is, actually live these feelings? Now seems as good a time as any to check in.
I’ve experienced more joy by spending more time at home and challenging my beliefs about happiness. I’ve discovered that I experience pure joy sitting at home, writing or reading, drinking tea, playing jazz music in the background, and having a fire going in my fireplace. Sometimes it’s the little things that bring joy.
Family is important to me; connecting with them more is one of my goals. Going to NYC this weekend with my oldest brother to see his daughter, my niece. Also have a sibling trip planned with both my brothers later this year. Last time we did a sibling trip was in 1995!
Launching my web site and sharing my writing is one way I’ve been feeling seen. Turned on—yeah, I know what you’re thinking. It’s not that. It’s that feeling of excitement, passion, and engagement with what you are doing. I’ve been using turned on as my guide when I’m trying to decide on projects. And finally, love. Hmmm, feeling vulnerable about this one and not sure how much I want to feel seen, so, for now, I’ll say I’m living in the moments of love that matter.
And another thing (or two or five) . . .
- Heading to NYC for a quick weekend trip. Definitely going here for this.
- Best web FAQ page I’ve ever read—cracked me up!
- This cat knows how to handle winter.
- Why I won’t eat pork anymore. Seriously, these piglets are so darn cute.
- I want to do this next year.
I’ve been reading . . . Istanbul still and just started At the Water’s Edge by Sara Gruen. I’ve liked her books in the past so hopefully this one will be just as good.
Have you ever felt like thanking an author after you’ve read a book? That is how I felt when I finished All the Light We Cannot See. It’s been awhile since I sat down and read a really good read. Thank you Anthony Doerr for reminding me what it’s like to read a story simply for pure pleasure.
It also helps that I like historical fiction, and I like WWII stories. But this is not really a war story, I mean it is, but it’s not. These characters grow and develop as the years pass, and you start to understand why people do what they do.
As the reader, I felt like I was reading a globe, different parts of the curves but yet it all comes together as a round whole. Kind of like a puzzle, with pieces that somehow connect together, but not flat. The writing was wonderful—no wasted words, no superfluous descriptions as if I need it, and yet necessary descriptions that skillfully create a strong sense of place and stimulation of senses.
I’ve been watching . . . again, nothing really. I really wish I had a good show to watch but nothing is standing out for me. Any recommendations?
I’ve been listening to . . . more jazz. Listening to the young jazz pianist Joey Alexander (that kid can jam) and the seasoned veteran John Scofield.
(Image with words created by Ela Aktay on Retype.)