I have been feeling in a mode of change. I am sure everyone has, as that is usually the product of the new year. We all take on a “I’m making some changes!” mantra. I am usually one of those who dives into at least 10 new things with excessive fervor. My husband warns me every year to pace myself and to take baby steps. I listen, I truly do, but I don’t know if I can honestly say I heed his advice. So here we are at the beginning of 2014. In We Need Some Order Around Here, I mentioned I needed to organize it all, still haven’t done that other than taking over a notebook of my mom’s, which has 6 different color sections and she wrote on the first few pages of each section. I guess my confusing method of order comes naturally. Anyways, I proceed to use the notebook for project planning, but her notes are spread through as well as the scribble here and there of my daughter, who is quite a writer in the making. I’m convinced she will be the new “Faulkner” the literary minds think of, with William taking a back seat.
Anyhow, I have been looking through a lot of photos and noticing some of my mom’s changes. I think photos make it a bit more noticeable since she was staying with us, I couldn’t tell from the day to day. Nevertheless, it makes me think of how we tend to go through life and not always notice the little changes and ask the simple questions. My aunt recently passed away, and though she was a Libra like my mom, they were very different types of Libra’s. But they both were very giving people. My method of mourning and missing people has changed. I don’t feel so sad that they are gone, I rather think of the memories I have. In fact, I remember a lot of things that just sit dormant. Like the last time I called my aunt at work, which I can’t remember when I had before then it had been so long. I called to talk to her about something and wanted to talk to my mom, but couldn’t so I thought to call her. She wasn’t at work, so I called at home and talked to her and my grandmother. I don’t even remember if it was about what I was thinking about, but it was nice to just chit chat.
My husband has taken a few videos on his IPhone in slow motion. It is very weird to see life moving slowing, almost like a movie. It is also a clear reminder that time does not move so slowing. So with the new year, think of how you can change to live and celebrate life and those around you. Sit and notice with intention, and make it a habit. Time moves too fast not to.
Lightning's Flower 