#135 - And yet, another blog post

What a day it was yesterday!  

First, I burned the scones.  Luckily I had made a large batch and frozen them, so I could remake more.  Which I did. 

Then, we had a fun gathering of our friendship group (I believe it's going on almost 20 years together?) where we plan out next year's events. We try to do one each month, though half of the time it doesn't happen. But it's fun and of course, fun to see everyone's life progressions before our very eyes.

All this was followed by the amazing football game (phew) that was torturous.  I think all Bay Area sports teams love the torture.  But in the end, the Bang Bang the Niner Gang pulled it out in spectacular fashion in the last two minutes of the game.  We believe this year is the return to the Super Bowl dynasty; that's where my love for football started - that first year I watched them leading up to the first of many Super Bowl rings they achieved. 

And I was recently struck by the realization that I did another blog oh so many years ago, from January through June 2011 (https://todaysgarden.wordpress.com if you are so inclined to read it) where I went to my garden nearly every day and posted something about what was happening.  Re-reading those posts made me very happy.  I wish I could bulk download the photos (from several phones ago, and probably not backed up elsewhere) and re-work that blog elsewhere.  But then, there's SO MANY CHOICES of where.  One of our friendship group was telling me about substack, and that she'd just moved her blog there.  Really she had a "newsletter" but I think lots of folks who use substack do the same.  

But this blog, the Treasure Vault, is the longest I've done a blog.  I never was one to do journaling or diary keeping as a kid.  But I do love to write.  I have gobs of old poetry from childhood to young adulthood, and of course, the short stories,  followed by screenplays.

Ah writing.

Yup, I do need to complete the writing I've begun with this current screenplay.  I mean, I REALLY need to do it.  There's a time limit.  Pressure. And the possibilities that come with that.  I'm sure it's fated, but I have to get there. Not just because it's about the Vault Goddess, but because it's been a story burning inside for 16 years now. And a film I see being made, if only I could figure out the rest of the through line for the screenplay. It's as if I've decided to take a ride, and have the first part of the journey mapped out, and I know the end point, but somewhere along the way, I'm not sure how it's going to get me there, or even what the territory is that I'm going to cover to get there.  Maybe that's the beauty of it.  I need to think about the journey (i.e. process) and not so much the destination (i.e. the finish).

Maybe that's what daily blogging is for.  Keep preparing for many journeys, and not be caught up by projecting into the future, but instead, being in the now.  That's a terrifyingly beautiful place to be.

And just like that, I've done yet another post on yet another blog.

#134 and no, it's not about someone's address...

Wow.  I can SEE again.

It's amazing what taking out a nasty little cataract will do for one's eyesight.  Simply amazing.  I'm so happy that I live in the technological age where this is so much easier than it was 50 years ago.

The pre-op nurse, very nice, told me before hand, "don't worry, it's easier than going to the Dentist!"  To which I thought, 'are you kidding?  The dentist doesn't stick something IN YOUR EYE!'  But overall, all in all, it wasn't too bad.  

So I was able to do the vision board challenge this year, and am so very pleased with the work I put in and the board I came out with!  It's beautiful and embodies all I want to manifest this year (this or better in divine timing...and so it is). And the bonus was getting my best friend to do it too.  I think it will be remarkable for her!

Now that I'm over the first week of no bending and no lifting post eye surgery, I'm slowly working my way back into the groove.  Had my first return to art class, which is always fun.  And beginning to dabble in futzing with my script.  This week and next it's really imperative that I hunker down and take big bites into the writing.  I know what I want it to become, I'm still figuring out how to get there.

I did a mini splenk into a Vault Goddess box yesterday.  As always, interesting finds.  On the back of a receipt for work on the divorce kitchen stove, there was a short list of appetizer foods.  I realize this is the type of thing the Goddess would conjure up for a party or gathering.  I wondered if it was for the Big BD's Bar Mitzvah?  Just not sure, but it's going to become some fodder for collaging, that's for sure.  I have too much to not begin to use it and create, create, create!

Just as I let go of theatre, I got a text message for an audition for a show I can't do.  Instead of being really disappointed (as I might have done in the past), I released on it.  Thought, "darned, too bad but we have travel plans" and that was that.  Pat myself on the back.  And let that be a lesson to me.  Release should have been the word of 2024 for me.  Intuition is what I settled on, and maybe that's the key.  Use my intuition to really learn to release.

Ok.  Getting back to the french onion soup we're creating for dinner tonight.  That's what you do when it's cold and rainy and you're dreaming about the trip to France mid-year:  and so it is.  

And that number?  He's got snow now.

#133 - No, it's 35

Today is the celebration of my oldest child's birthday.  And I feel so grateful I get to celebrate it with him. Actually, he has to work today, but he's one of the lucky ones.  Remote work for the last 4 years continued into the new job, so there's a silver lining for him.  And us.  It makes him able to go anywhere that he has a solid internet connection to work.

It's been lovely to have him here, lots of low key hanging together, watching lots of sports (he does daily sports betting; sure wish he'd become rich already!), met another one of his old friends, and we've been playing 500 a lot.  Tonight we take him out to a new restaurant to celebrate. We'll be going to visit him early next month, and he's now looking for a new living situation:  his own apartment.  He's been living in communal situations since college, so it would be great for him to have his own place.  It's time.

Today I'm going to try and get some writing done, do more collage and do some exercise.  Replanting my garlic was taxing on this body that doesn't move enough.  I really need self-care to be a cornerstone in 2024.

I'm also gearing up for another vision board exercise coming next week. Not sure I'll be able to do the first day live, since it will be the morning after my eye surgery and I learned that my eye dilation will probably last through the 2nd day. Time will tell.  The thought of what I want my vision to be for 2024? It's sure got me doing a lot of thinking, dreaming, visioning what I want this new year to bring to me.  What I want to manifest more than anything is good health for the happiness I want to exude.  And monetary and creative success with my writing and art.  And theatre?  Hmmm...still not sure about what the future holds for that one for me.  But overall, this needs to be the year of the major Vault spelunking and purging.  Sell, donate, use in art - whatever.  I need to get on with the "get out" mentality of releasing the Vault Goddess and the Imperial Man's possessions.

Now - let me go carpe the diem!

#132 - The first after 123123

Happy New Year 2024.

It's a new year and a new....wait.  Pretty much everything is the same.  But perhaps what's "new" is the realization of things that have been and currently are and what might be (sounds like the ghosts of the past, present and future are lurking).

I looked and saw I had another "blog" I started many years ago, shortly after we moved into this forever home of ours. Today's Garden.  I have the link to the blog but no idea how to update it.  I'd like to.  Yesterday I managed to replant my garlic which had been in the wood raised bed we'd purchased and had in the top sunny spot in the yard.  A few weeks ago, out of nowhere, the bottom fell out completely.  It was as if everything just fell in one solid block.  Thankfully, that meant the garlic and its' roots were all intact.  

I was happy we managed to get it moved.  It's supposed to rain today, and I'd like to take small steps to accomplish what I had as my "new life task list" once I'd left the job I had before my final working for others.  It was this:

Daily TO DO list:

• Organize something
• Clean up something-House
• Write something
• Make some artistic something
• Dance/walk/exercise something
• Purge/donate something
• Work outside on something

I think it's a good target for everyday.  Yesterday, the first day of the year, I did that.  I organized my vision board thoughts and got the base done, I cleaned up the kitchen, wrote some more notes for my script, made the weekly Paris Collage Collective collage entry, took a short walk with the hubs, managed to toss/purge something, and replanted the garlic.

I hope that 2024 is a year where I can replant what needs to be done so it can grow, and I am unfazed by anything where it feels like the bottom falling out completely.

So hi there, 2024!  Let's make it the best year yet.

Kind regards.