Where do you wish to travel?
This is another of those seemingly simple wishes that suddenly becomes very convoluted…
R and I are going to travel, a great deal, and in the not too distant future. Scotland for his family. Ireland for our souls. Wales, for the wilderness in my heart. Germany and France for my own family. China. Egypt. India. Greece. E clamors to go to HI and to Venice. I do NOT want to go anywhere Disney—not Disneyland, not Disneyworld…give me libraries and museums and cemeteries galore…save me from the uber rich…rat…
New Orleans. CO. Canada. WY. WV. MD. VA. Argentina. Cuba. Brazil. Iceland. The Netherlands.
Over the rainbow. Through the woods. Down the rabbit hole. Out into the stars. Lost in the desert.
BLAH BLAH BLH BLAH BLAH…
None of that says exactly what I want to say…I wish to travel through the looking glass, past the dragons, around the Cheshire cat…down into the depths, through the mountain, over the river, within the woods, into the ocean, over the moon…and off to other worlds…and I want to do it all from the comfort of my own home, where I know at any point I can get up and snuggle w the love of my life, or the little loves of my life (kids), or the fluffy loves of my life (dogs), or my own stuffed octopus toy…whichever one snuggles best at any given time…
I want to be the person I have always meant to be—and I am getting really really tired of saying it—and then not actually doing it. I am tired of taking these darned baby steps and not really going anywhere w it.
This, this is my year to really FLY—which is why “Fly” is my theme word for this year…
My dear friend Kerry was picking on me the other day—and called me something—she said it just came to her…the Fay of the Crossroads. She said her Muse just threw it out there and she went w it. Well, her Muse threw it—my Muse caught it—and so far, we are up and running w it.
So, technically, at the moment, I wish to travel to the Crossroads and to fully explore and utilize what I find there.
I am in the process of setting up a new blog to this end. I recently finished combining all of my writing blogs into one main and central location…because having so many completely drove me nuts. I can handle the personal blog, professional blog, other work blog…blah, blah, blah… all the feedback and instruction I have received over the years has always said …keep everything separate…you have one set-up for your writing—you have one set-up for your knitting—you have one set-up for your spirit dolls…so on and so forth.
I have finally come to the realization that—that is not me. Everything I do is a part of everything else, one way or another. So, the new blog, once I have finished setting it up and writing up everything and doing all the weird little things I want to do there, will be me—the mess in the middle—some of this, some of that, and all of me…period.
I could go into the explanation as to why the whole Crossroads thing is apropos for me, but I’ll let that lie—and just make my wish…
I wish, I wish, with all my heart, to fly and fly, and do every part…
I wish to continue this amazing journey I am on—I simply wish to take more than teeny tiny baby steps—at least part of the time…
