New Beginnings

The year is ten days old and I have not broken any resolution yet. That's probably because I resolved to make no resolutions this January. So far, so good.
Other years I was on a WWWW kick. Stood for water, write, walk and worship.

I drink water when swallowing pills. Never carry water with me anywhere. Not totally true. I have been known to carry a bottle of water when I go to water aerobics, but that's in case I have to swallow my dizzy pill. Translation: Antivert or meclizine for vertigo. Except that now I have discovered an over-the-counter version you can chew. I am becoming addicted to green tea with honey, lately. How healthy is that.

Walk is an easy one. I do it all the time. Every time my husband begins a sentence with, 'I hate to ask, but where is.....?' I jump up like Pavlov's dog and begin to look for whatever. Just an aside here: Pavlov was too smart to have a cat.

Worship is more than showing upon Sunday morning at church. I do that regularly. It is more than reading spiritually uplifting stuff. I do that, too. I'm working on finding out where I am most serene, more empty of mind chatter, awed by cloud pictures and gnarly trees, persistent sea gulls who peck at driveways at fast food places expecting against all odds to find a feast. Being present in the moment is where I am most likely feel the Presence I need.

Writing is a no brainer. Isn't that what I am doing right now? It comes upon me to write whenever a thought crosses my mind that would make a good story, or to pontificate or when something makes me smile like the pigeon I saw walking across the street in the crosswalk. Didn't he know he could fly? Who could fathom the mind of a bird, or anyone else, for that matter Think I'll write about that, but first I need some water. I'm thirsty.

So says Sassy