This year has been a year of stretching, growing, reaching as well as well as reflection, feeding and turning inwards. In actuality these things are not mutually exclusive. I needed (and continue to need) the turning inward to grow, the reflection to stretch myself. I have reached within myself for the energy and power to make myself the person I want to become.
I have read books, taken online workshops, gone to classes in my community, joined a writing group - all things that encourage me and support me in this thing called life. I have always been a dabbler in "self-help" books, learning new things, writing when it struck me; however I was always mom and wife and friend and daughter and sister and....you get it...first.
This year though felt different to me. With a grown son, grown as in graduated from high school but still living at home (and I will keep him for as long as he'll stay.........that's another story), I felt I could go out and pursue different things. My husband and my boy are self-sufficient, I no longer felt the tether of needing to be around ALL. THE. TIME. Of course I'm still mom, still wife, still me, but it's just a different, a new feeling.
So, this year I channeled my feminine energy in an online program; my writing in several community classes and in a new writing group; adventure in day trips alone. I explored, researched, discovered how I wanted to feel each and every day. I organized, with my amazing friend, our first women's retreat. This year I stepped into myself. Most importantly I gave myself permission to grow and change.
As I read this post I realize that it is fairly vague. Each thought could be expanded upon to fill up pages and pages, however I'm choosing not to expand right now. Getting the basics down feels right at this time. I am noting subjects to expand upon, places I want to revisit in my writing, in my mind, in my life. There is a never ending source of material to report.