Twenty-nineteen certainly was the year of books for me. Even though I did not read during the two months of my AZT thru-hike, I still read 21 more books than last year. I was unemployed until mid-November this year, though, so it makes sense that I spent more time reading. That said, while grieving, I did notice my pace get too fast, blasting through merely so the book would be complete, so there would be some ease/relief of being finished. So, I’ve been trying to slow it back down in 2020.
Below are the books from 2019 that have stayed with me, and that I’m most excited to recommend. There are plenty of books I enjoyed this year which aren’t listed below, so here’s the full list if you’re interested.
We’re about to start the final month of the year, folks!
And before I look ahead, I’ll look back at where I wanted to place my attention in November. Read more
We’re almost a week into November already—wow. The passage of time is always a bit blurred in my mind when I find myself wearing shorts on November 6, for example. Or laying on green grass under the warm sun in February, as I was this year.
Much is different from when I last wrote: I’m on the road in Elereen (my Honda Element), writing today from a library in Colorado. Over the weekend I attended The Land Institute’s Prairie Festival in Kansas. I’ll write more about that org and experience at some point, but in the meantime, click the link to learn more.
That’s my largest external change. Internally, there aren’t words to describe what’s been going on. Grief is doing its unpredictable thing, among everything else. It’s been an intense week, emotionally difficult. And today I’ve just arrived back in Colorado, on the roads I drove last summer. It feels surreal. I sat by a beautiful stream surrounded by fall foliage as I ate an avocado and tomatoes for lunch, reveling in that amazing smell of this landscape, so grateful to be in this place, and tears—familiar now—began to fall. I suppose this is my “new normal,” but it still feels foreign, not like me. I miss feeling like me. Hah, remember when I said there weren’t words to describe what’s been going on? This little paragraph is grossly (grossly!) incomplete, so I’m going to leave it there and turn to look back at my focuses from September. Read more
A breath for here and now.
Today I’m looking back at my August intentions, and where my attention ended up being. Read more
I’ve been in a slower, hibernation-esque personal season this summer. While my inner-environment has been ever-changing and ungrounded, I found myself getting into many outer-environment projects these past three months: order/calm I can see and touch.
Looking back, this fits right in with how I began the year—watching Netflix’s “Tidying Up with Marie Kondo” and “Home Made Simple” during January and February. Read more
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Read her story. Watch her speak.
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So articulate. So many supportive facts. So much whole-hearted thinking, acknowledging that humans have a body, mind, and emotions. She cuts deep to the core of each issue, instead of bandaid, surface fixes. So much love and compassion.
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A breath for here and now.
Like last time, let’s first take a look at some of the places my attention has been in July.
Today I am reflecting back on the month—because yes it’s the last day of June, but also because today I am able to do this. Earlier in the month I wouldn’t have been able to sit down, reflect, and write. Read more
Today is International Scoliosis Awareness Day, so I’m sharing again my 12 years post-spinal fusion reflection, which tells my scoliosis story and how it led to a spinal fusion at age 16: Read more