It's funny that one day can make such a difference to your identity. I am now no longer part of the coveted 18-34 age bracket. Sigh. Now on the wrong side of 30 and heading for that senior's discount pretty quickly...
With the extended adolescence that our society seems to foster, I really feel like I'm finally an adult. Why is 34 considered similar to 18?? It boggles the mind. When I think of myself at 18 it's as if I'm looking at a distantly related person from the past. There is so much that is different; and yet, those differences must come slowly, incrementally, from day to day. It is only when you pause to look mindfully at what is happening that you realize all the alterations that have been made. Growth is a good thing, and I hope to be more aware of the changes that begin with this new year. It's a good time to focus and decide to grow.
Monday, October 16, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Farewell, Chumley
Along with the house removal, another slight upheaval in my life currently is the fact that my husband's used bookshop, Chumley and Pepys, is closing its doors. There just isn't enough walk-in traffic in our small town. He will be moving online, however; look for him soon on Biblio.com.
I am sad that we are closing down such a cozy space; but also happy because it will give him more freedom. (again with the Libra balance fixation!) We've met some wonderful people over the past few years, and although we won't have a storefront, we will never cease being -- and having to be around -- book people.
I am sad that we are closing down such a cozy space; but also happy because it will give him more freedom. (again with the Libra balance fixation!) We've met some wonderful people over the past few years, and although we won't have a storefront, we will never cease being -- and having to be around -- book people.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
In box vs. Out box
There has been a bit of a gap here between my last post and this one. I have two reasons for this -- first, I was moving house, always a daunting task, and one I hope will not be repeated any time soon. The busy-ness of packing up, moving and then unpacking all over again is exhausting physically and mentally; and the computer was rather inaccessible for a few days. Really.
The other reason is simply a function of the regular push and pull I experience between the need for input vs. output. I am usually leaning more toward one or the other at any given time. For the month of September, while I was frantically trying to accomplish my many chores on the to-do list, I was definitely in a state requiring input alone. I read twelve books and numerous magazine and newspaper articles, while tending to my required duties. The input of others' creative voices helped balance my own expenditure of energy.
Now that I am back to a more even keel, I am able to produce a little output as well; hopefully that means I will post more frequently and get back to a writing schedule. I will never be at a point requiring NO input, though -- I can't even imagine such a state!
The other reason is simply a function of the regular push and pull I experience between the need for input vs. output. I am usually leaning more toward one or the other at any given time. For the month of September, while I was frantically trying to accomplish my many chores on the to-do list, I was definitely in a state requiring input alone. I read twelve books and numerous magazine and newspaper articles, while tending to my required duties. The input of others' creative voices helped balance my own expenditure of energy.
Now that I am back to a more even keel, I am able to produce a little output as well; hopefully that means I will post more frequently and get back to a writing schedule. I will never be at a point requiring NO input, though -- I can't even imagine such a state!
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