Look who wandered into my house. My neighbor raised this little squirrel when it’s mother died. It’s completely tame. I was taking a picture of this adorable little creation, when suddenly he leapt upon my camera. What a fun shot to capture! What did you wander into today? -Wanderology Girl
This year is a year of transformations and new beginnings for me. I feel the old clock ticking, and Father Time is not passing me by. I realized there are still so many things I want to do, before my brief trespass across this planet is finished. I used to say oh foo foo to people who sounded like dreamers. I think because I had a fatal fear of realizing I may never even fulfill one of my own. So instead of popping everyone else’s balloons of hopes and wishes, I’ve decided to make a list of my own. You also, dear reader can make a list right along with me. This is it. Our chance, to be whoever we want to be. To do some of those thing’s we only dreamed about.
I always wanted to take time for my writing. I have been writing since as young as I can remember. My first story was in second grade. It was a flourishing tale of a King who was lion (If i would have got published before Lion King came out who knows) and his servant who was a friendly mouse. Oh! And of coarse an imaginary friend who was an elephant that banged on pots and pans in his mind….every time he was happy. I wonder if that was a metaphor for my childhood. It seems every time I had a small slice of happiness….something came banging along to mess it all up. This past year I had a terrible slip and fall. Hurt my neck, back, and arm pretty good. I’m still in therapy and trying to recover. So maybe it was not meant to be that I could get to that book I started 2 years ago, or finish those poems I had been working on. Maybe, just maybe my luck was slow as a turtles swag. I needed inspiration to get writing again. So as I recommitted this year to actually take action on some of my unfulfilled, secretly, stowed away dreams…a blog seemed the right place to begin. So look everyone, here I am, see me roar. Well, I’m not really the roaring type, but see me try. Now that I can do…I try really well. I am sure you do also.
I set a goal to write a poem a month to start, more if I feel so inspired. I will post them under my poetry page on the blog. I will try …remember that word try, to keep my blog up. Now let me explain a little secret here, I am not the most consistent person in the world. That is exactly why I have to try so hard. I also will set a goal to continue work on my book….yep! I’m one of those writers who suffers from, procrastination, writers block, or any other excuse I can have, because I need to do it perfect, and if I can’t…..then I stall. So I may be off to a rough start, a way too challenging start. Remember, I’m a Pro at trying. I am a great starter….just need to work on that finish a bit. That is how dreams come true. Learning to become a finisher.
The next dream is to travel, have adventures, meet people, see things, try things. I just can not bare the though of leaving this fleeting life on this sphere without at least experiencing the wonders of this world. How shameful that would feel. So I can start small. Explore my own little world near by, and work on plans to expand from there. Little near by cafe’s to visit, seashores, and museums. Beautiful gardens and interesting places. They all surround me while I sit on my leather sofa just flipping through pint-rest dreams. So I plan to get with it and go see what is near me. I will blog about those adventures as well.
Last, but not least, one of my deepest and dreamiest, warm fuzzy visions has always been and always will be to become a photographer. Okay just laugh , go ahead. Its OK to pop my balloon, after all I have popped a few of yours, I am sure. My dry, sarcastic , reality checks. This time something is different. I can feel it. I am actually doing something I never have done. And you know the saying “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.” Well I chose to do something different, and it goes to follow, that something now has to change. I am actually saving up the money to buy my fancy, smancy, camera. Hold on, don’t freak out! I know it’s bizarre. But I will never have the dream of being a photo blogger, or a traveling photographer without it. I was introduced some years back, to an organization that needed volunteers, to do photography for families who have lost a baby. I had just lost 2 Pregnancies in two years. This subject pulled on my heartstrings so strong. I would also love to help out this organization if I can get my skills up to par. So there…I laid out my dreams….I’m sure more will evolve on the blog. Now let’s hear about some of yours. Post them in the comments if you would like to share. And look forward to future posts about how I’m going to wander into all kinds of dreams…..by not just being a great starter….but becoming a great finisher.
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