I’m always late on flipping my calendar pages when a new month begins. Last month, none of my calendars matched the month until around April 12th! So, I’m actually pretty proud that all of my calendars (2 at work and 1 at home) all say May at the top and its only the third day! I know this is a stupid subject, but sometimes something as simple as a calendar page can lead to an intense train of thought.
May is looking to be a busy month in terms of my 2012 goals. On some of these goals, I’m at the point of no return. Preparation is nearing the end of its course and its time to take the big steps. While I’m driven, its a scary thought to jump into something where I have no experience. In a sense, I’m asking myself to leave my comfort zone and that’s never an easy thing to do. It’s like fate was listening to my inner mutterings, because when I flipped my calendar page to May, this is the quote that looked me spare in the face:
If that’s not a sign, I don’t what is. 2012 Goals, here I come.
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This quote also reminds me of a fellow blogger who is embarking on the ultimate “out of your comfort zone” experience. Check out Crowing Crone Joss and read all about her Grand Adventure.
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My muse must be feeling nostalgic this week as she keeps leading me to things related to time. When I went through my Wreck This Journal it fell open to a page with directions to document the passing of time. Both the writer and history teacher in me got down to business on this page.
I’ve never considered myself much of an artist, but I do love to doodle. On the left side, I got pretty literal and drew a clock and a calendar. Then, the philosophical/writer part of my brain took over to fill in the quote. My muse whispered that phrase in my ear and it came out of my pen. I love it when that happens!
On the right, the lesson plans I keep in my head exploded across the page until I ran out of room. Drawing is not my forte, but for some reason I was inspired to sketch a little picture for each time period. I have to say I’m a little proud of the doodles I did of the Colosseum and the boat for the Age of Exploration. Creativity truly does strike in the strangest of places and often asks us to do things we’d normally approach with reluctance. This page reminded me my muse has the best of intentions and it’s up to me to make sure I’m open and ready to follow her wherever she leads. Otherwise, I’ll never know the magic of a creative moment.
Upon finishing my pages, I looked at them and thought about how small a moment is in the grand scheme of things. It’s amazing how something so small can mean so much if I take the time to recognize it’s value. Life is all about grabbing onto those moments and making each one as beautiful as possible. There are only so many and they should never be wasted.
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