Going For The Gold
Jumped in my trusty Honda and drove out Hwy 12.
Life affirming sunny-yellow Acacia trees waving to and fro in the chilling breeze. Our state flower (California Poppy) just beginning to pop up their happy orange faces here and there along the way. It was a rather nippy day but with Andrea Bocelli’s ever-embracing tenor to keep me warm I was feelin’ no pain. Bliss quotient? Off the charts.
I’ve been living in Sonoma for four and a half years now. I surely love these weekly jaunts I indulge in. It’s all about the magic in the wine and music, eh? I’m not sure how much longer I will be staying in NoCali. My intention is to be thankful for every moment I am blessed enough to call it home.
Even a Psychic cannot know where life will lead her all the time. I actually enjoy the mystery therefore I’m not asking any questions. My nature doesn’t allow me to become attached and I have become adept at surrendering to what is. When and if it is ever time for me to go I’ll know. I have spent many hours this last week looking into what it would take to start a non-profit organization or L3C for an idea I’ve been toying with. In between this current passion I tend to my usual passions. I Read for a couple of new clients and a few old ones today I hadn’t spoken with in awhile. As long as I’ve been doing this work it still rocks my world. I love that moment when the fog lifts and the person I am Reading for is finally poised for positive action.
I keep in motion. I study Italian. Do a bit of writing. Make pasta sauce on Sunday with Opera playing in the background. This culinary ritual is as close to going to church as there will ever be for me. I do my volunteer stint at Sonoma Humane… The Ritz Hotel for homeless pets. I made a couple of new canine buddies this week.
I’ve been thinking a lot about passion lately. What it means to have it. The debilitating effects of living without it. Here’s what I know I know more clearly than I have ever known it before. Not surprising as it is the day after The Oscars.
Look… some folks win shiny gold statues and some folks don’t. The person going home without the statue is still a winner just for doing something they love well. Living a life on purpose is the win! Doing what you love is the win! Waking up everyday is the win! Being rewarded with “the gold” is a karmic toss of a coin.
Life is not about receiving statues of recognition.
We need to focus on our bliss and honor our passions with passion. Allow ourselves to follow the sweet scent of love in all its many disguises and drink it in. We must know know how to recognize joy when we are feeling it and expand on it. Stir that sauce and lick the tasting spoon with relish! Turn up the volume when we hear the music to our favorite songs.
And the Oscar goes to…
Have a sweet one!