This Little Light Of Mine

This is a picture of me from last year at this time. I can't believe this is where I lived last winter. I still can't believe I lived there by myself from January until May. It is a good example of how I was able to let faith win over fear. But, life still is unfolding for me, and to be able to do things I would dream about, astounds me. I would pull my matching blue and white Kia Soul car each night facing the ocean. Witnessing picture perfect skies with moon rises, and think: "Yes, this is where I belong." But, at the same time realizing I had to find a place to settle in. I was able to give a rest to what faced me in 2022. But, as December fast approaches, I am deeply proud of myself, for where I have landed. And, hope to lead a more peaceful and restful life. I was feeling restless, until I faced moving in and out of the studio apartment. Then, I was left feeling totally empty and exhausted. Now, it's time to look forward with a refreshed look on life. I have been doing more reading then writing. And, going forward I probably won't be writing as much. I hope to organize what I have written, in some way to inspire others. I believe we each have our own stories. I never felt my story mattered much. Who am I to inspire others? Well, who am I not to inspire others? My very good friend, who attended college with me and we studied art together. We have our conversations as we are going to do something "artsy". I think it was when we were going from the sunflower field to the Princeton Museum of Art. We said we didn't feel like we had a voice. We devoted most of our life to our families, and loved being the creators of the life we imagined. But, now there is a certain amount of frustration in the thought of we have so much more we want to create to let our voices be heard. She is coming up from Florida this Christmas with her husband. We will be spending New Year's Eve together. I can't wait to see what we come up with. We are both working full time, now. And, both totally moved into our new homes. I love the thought of us setting some new goals of creating some art. She is a very talented painter and spent more then twenty years painting murals in people's homes. I think my problem is I don't like painting canvases, because I don't like them enough to hang in my own home. But, I have blank doors and thirty year old furniture. I can see me painting everything in sight with a folk art style. I just have to be brave, and can't wait to talk to her and have her input. I also would love her to paint something and leave her mark, while she is here. Today I am looking forward to putting away the last of everything I have moved here. And, then finish putting up the Christmas lights. Work has been very busy, and I am looking forward to Christmas! Quote of the day: Our Deepest Fear By Marianne Williamson Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness That most frightens us. We ask ourselves Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small Does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking So that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, As children do. We were born to make manifest The glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; It's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, Our presence automatically liberates others. Note: This inspiring poem is taken from Marianne Williamson's book A Return to Love. Song of the day:Bruce Springsteen: This Little Light of Mine Live in Dublin