Clarity, content and comfort are something I feel like everyone is always treasuring hunting for. When we have what we want...we always want more.
I have declared this year to be my 27 Year Old Funk - the year where I can't figure out what I want, where I want to be and what I want to do when I grow up. I know 30 years from now I will probably look back and laugh.
I am a list keeper. I am a journaler. I am a memories through photos kinda' gal. I have a timeline written out that depicts exactly where I need to be at what age. I have a list of potential locations and companies I would consider working for. I have a list of dog names, and of kid names. I have a list of places I want to visit before I leave Southern California, as well as a list of things I want to do before I leave Earth. I like to think that all of my lists are achievable...or hold the answers to this crazy thing we call life.
BUT, recently...I decided that it might be time to ditch the timeline. What will be will eventually, BE. However, in replacement of that timeline I have the most vivid picture in my head. I can close my eyes and see it so clearly. So, what is it?
There I am, in my small town - mountain or beach. I haven't gotten that granular yet.
I own a bakery, where the star piece is a linzer cookie with various fruity centers.
I have a dog and a deck that I can sit out on a drink coffee and wine.
I can see the stars at night; and experience seasons.
There is a garden that adorns my backyard.
I have a place to call home; a bed that I look forward to crawling into every night.
I have someone to love and to cherish.
I am happy and healthy.
I ride my bike.
I am surrounded by beauty - nature is plentiful.
I am smiling. Things are meaningful.