Almost 5 months to the date since the end of the tour, it is now time for a new adventure. In 40 days, I turn 40 and I've decided to approach this milestone birthday with positivity, joy and hopefully, some grace. I want to fill the next 40 days with art, observation, music, love and life. I want to create space to reflect on where I have come and where I want to go and savor the lessons of those who've walked this road before me. I want first experiences that perhaps lead to cultivating a new habit (or two). I want to write more (hello, blog!), photograph more, find more moments of stillness and simplicity even with all (and I do mean ALL) that is going on right now. Do I expect some huge change to come on January 14th at 12:01AM? No, of course not. That change is already here. It has been gradual, shaped by my last decade and the experiences, good and bad, that have molded me into the 39.89 year old that I am today.
Approaching 30, I still felt young. I relished that celebration and treasure the memory. And while I haven't been terribly apprehensive about leaving my 30s behind, I feel distinctly, well, not young. And that's ok. I'm comfortable with that. I finally feel good in my skin (a blog about beauty is coming, I'm sure) and wiser and more discerning in not only how I spend my time but who I give it to. It's an ever precious commodity. Saying no and walking away from toxicity or unecessary stressors gets easier and easier.
Just like the tour, this journey is open for any who want to follow, though I don't expect it. If you happen to be moved by anything you might read, see or hear in this space, I'd be grateful for and appreciate your thoughts.
My metaphorical bags are packed. Tomorrow I embark.
Til then ...
Current mood: Westworld finale
Current sound: neglected weekend laundry in the dryer
Current sight: christmas cave