Can i really be 48….

Yesterday was my birthday. As I took some time to reflect and look ahead, this seems to say it all and say it well.

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In some areas of my life, I have been intentional and lived this well. But it was clear to me also that there are some areas I would like to bring change to in the coming year. Change requires clarity of where to focus and focusing brings results.

A few years back I committed to blogging every day of the year. I don’t remember what I wrote about every day, but I do remember how good the process was for me. It was an act of discipline that invited me to focus. I think those two words both create a feeling of anxiety and hope. I have often said, discipline and focus are words that do not go with my natural wiring. I am spontaneous, free-spirited and like to roll with what is unfolding. But I believe that I now fully recognize that discipline and focus do not have to squelch the spontaneous, free-spirited and roll with it part of who I am.

As I move into the coming year, I am committed to focusing on areas where I want to see growth and practicing the discipline needed to get there. I have a fuller understanding of what is needed for the wellness of my mind, body, and soul, and am committed to living intentionally in these areas.

I will be working this week on my vision for my 48th year. Some of what I hope for feels clear and obtainable and some of what I hope for I will have to allow it to feel more unknown of how it will come to be. I believe that some of what I long for unfolds in a way that cannot be prescribed or predicted but may unfold in ways that are surprising and delightful. I am committed to managing the things within my control and trusting the unfolding of all that is outside of my ability to influence or control.

I look forward to writing more. I have said it before and then time gets away from me and it is a long while before I return. I am grateful for this space started in 2010, where I document some of The Journey to my Heart and I am grateful for those of you who affirm and encourage me to keep writing.

My brother Len died when he was 48. It was sudden, tragic and changed life in so many ways. This year, on December 23, it will be 5 years ago that we got that call. There are still moments of deep sorrow, but more often I am reminded of what a gift life is. We are not promised tomorrow, and therefore, I want to live well today!

Len cottage 2009Len, you also had a spontaneous, free-spirited and like to roll with what is unfolding kind of spirit. I miss that so much and I commit this year to you. I will live it well, in your honor and your memory, because I know you loved life, amidst all of it’s struggles and hardships, you never lost your spark. I am grateful that there are moments of every day I envision your smile, hear your laughter or grieve your pain. I will always hold you close to my heart. This year is for you!  Shaka!

Hawaiian hand gesture. It has many meanings. Originally it means to “hang loose”, or to chill and be laid back. It can be used as a positive reinforcement. If somebody did something goodcool, or righteous; You can give them a shaka as a sign of approval or praise. It can also be used as a welcome/goodbye sign. Most people would give the shaka as a sign of wassup or hello, use it as a way of saying goodbye, and even use it as a thank you.

To make a shaka:
1. make a fist (not a tight fist)
2. extend both your pinky and your thumb.
3. lightly shake your hand

Author: trishborgdorff

I am on a life long journey to live with integrity, honesty, kindness and full of grace.

2 thoughts on “Can i really be 48….”

  1. I know I am a day late, Trish, but I still want to wish you everything you need and want to do this coming year. I was not home yesterday, and it nagged on me why I had the feeling that I was forgetting something. But until I got your message I had not thought about your birthday. Sign of old age, probably. So I am thankful that I opened my computer for a moment before I leave for Arlene’s place to bake tomorrow. When I get back I am going to re-read your post. Now I have to get away, so that I am there before dark. Here, my dear is a hug for you. It’s a tight one, because I am sqeezing lots of love into it. I remember only too well when you were born! Gottogo.

    Aunt Marg.

    On Sun, Dec 3, 2017 at 11:50 AM, Journey to my heart…. wrote:

    > trishborgdorff posted: “Yesterday was my birthday. As I took some time to > reflect and look ahead, this seems to say it all and say it well. In some > areas of my life, I have been intentional and lived this well. But it was > clear to me also that there are some areas I would lik” >

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