It's that day after feeling..

I am cold and I pretty much hate being cold. I think it was all part of the universe's birthday present to me: winter. And here I thought I was handling last week so well! Well no wonder if it really was in the 60's! That's all gone now and we're in serious winter business now.

I'm not certain if it's the shift in weather, old age creeping up one year at a time, or a matter of overstaying my welcome, but I feel done with New York. Obviously I can't just run away this moment - I have responsibilities and things to consider and take care of - but it does sound quite appealing. Yesterday I was talking with my mom about how things come to be in our lives, and how big changes manifest. It's all quite interesting. Once you have actually determined that you have had enough of a given circumstance, you then have to prove to the universe that you are indeed ready and willing to move forward and aren't somehow still attached to the way things are...And if that's not enough, then you have to wait for it all to unfold. Waiting. I know I have never overflowed with patience, but surely all the practice I keep getting has gotten me somewhere! Yet I have itchy palms and want to know what's next and when (and maybe even how, though I won't say that aloud). I think it's true when they say (who are "they" again?) that if we aren't moving forward we must be moving backwards. There is no stillness even if sometimes things feel positively STAGNANT. Something is brewing and things are sliding into place out there to allow for the new ideas and dreams to begin to be realized.

So many thoughts and words right now...but perhaps now is a good time to be off and stimulate my triple heater meridian to warm up, and think up some grand new life goals...like brand new, but grander! I like that.