I have a tendency to neglect things, usually inanimate things, like this blog for one. For the most part I am responsible, I walk the dog, pick up the poop, I wash my bits and send my clothes out to Helen who takes such good care of them, but this blog has gone dormant and that is too bad.
Life happens while you wait for other things to manifest. Dreams, goals, your hearts true longing, but that is all in your head. Pulling it into reality takes, pluck, and gumption, moxie if you will. I have set some balls in motion and hope that the return will force my tiny little life to change. Change, both thrilling and terrifying all at the same time and you never have to leave the ground.
My will to manifest change has kept me from my blogging, lame excuse I know. My fellow bloggers I am sure are all so sorry. lol!! As if anyone reads my prattle, but nonetheless, I have been neglectful.
Writing defines me yet I do so little of it. In fact I try not to...as if I am running from the one thing that gives me comfort. Such is the idle pursuit of an adopted child, not worthy of what makes her truly happy. Seems 3 years of therapy has been a bust. Well not a bust, I mean I know what's wrong, I have the skill set to fix it and yet still remain idle in making my life all it can be. Tragic but not irreversible.
So where are we? I neglect my blog, I neglect myself, I lose track and find every reason not to pursue what makes me feel the best I can feel. Seems like The Secret isn't going to cut it. I'm going to need a double shot of something else to find my way back to my path of self evolution.
I am on my Autumnal Break, a string of Jewish Holidays and Vacation Days that afford me this luxury to have the time to return to my blog. In the next week I have lofty goals, job interviews, play dates with friends, theatre, music, and all the DVR I can stand before my dog drags me to the park for a romp in the greenest place in Manhattan!
October 8th is 7 days away, it's the day I return to the cube, but until that day I swear not to neglect any of my wildest dreams, my passions, my TRUE work in this world. So let this blog be a herald to any and all who might read. Brandy is back, the baby leg is near perfection and nothing will cause me to slide back into this neglect again...nothing.
