Yesterday, I said to my sister, 'I feel like I'm not doing anything!' and she replied that I was due a break, that I deserved some down-time. It's been a busy four years, but, as far as I'm concerned, not so busy to excuse my current total inability to take care of myself. I thought that going back to school would open me, make me whole, shine me up; in a lot of ways it did. But I still feel like something's missing, and the list of things that fit into that category has been running endlessly through my mind these past few days.
The question is, what do you do when you know where you are, have an image of where you want to be, but can't see a road that's appealing to you? Is it really just, as they say, about the first step?
This afternoon, I lay down in the shower and let the water run over me. Life-affirming, yes. Here I am, living and breathing in this moment. What a gift. Seems foolish to squander it, but isn't that most of us end up doing?
