December 23, 2013

It is mid-December and warm enough that I can sit here by an open window and listen to the birds chattering about the mild rain.  The squirrels scamper like it is indian summer, busily searching for that last acorn.  It is grey, the only indication of dawn is the streetlights going out.  Water drips slowly

Relax-Breathe-Envision

It has been a few weeks since I posted last, sorry, quiet time is so very valuable.  This is the time of the year to slow down, catch your breath and envision your next year.  How old will you be?  Are you where you thought you would be?  Did you accomplish your goals for last/previous