Note: This image is from the Astoria-Megler Bridge at the Oregon/Washington border.Sleepy and subdued…
…the early morning calms even the bustlingist of cities. When the marine layer fog drapes itself over the coastal world like a weighted blanket, there’s no amount of squirming that can bust things loose. These quiet hours won’t last long, soon the world will be lost again in its own…
What better way to start a birthday than to treat myself to the rituals I wish I always performed?
Wake up and meditate.
Write morning pages.
Eat a good breakfast (eat reasonable amounts of healthy food all day).
Do good work, for the sake of the work.
Be physically active and mentally present.
Be grateful for the wonderful life I’m living.
Appreciate how well off I am, with…
True to form, time marches forward, whether we want it to or not.
My Year Without has continued even while I’ve spent less time reflecting and writing about it. Challenges always look different in hindsight, so it’s a good exercise for me to try and remember what it was like while it was happening when it’s still “fresh” in my mind.
I’ll admit I had some moments where I considered shuffling…