2019 is coming to an end. For me the year has passed in an intentional and slow way as my commitment to kairos living deepens. I continue to simplify and savor.
Pearl now resides in a full care setting south of Alamogordo that is working well for both of us. The energy required by daily chores is now released for more riding time and new connections in town – master gardeners and an expanding Centennial Village community.
The new demon cat, Izzy, continues to dominate and destroy the tiny home much to the dismay of Kiwi. She pretends to rule the roost but clearly looks forward to our riding adventures which buy her some blessed cat-free time.
I Face Time a lot with Kalia in the game of kitty where she gets to boss me around. Jessie and Alex now both have phones so connection is far easier than before. New grandbaby is due in March so I will be traveling to the northwest.
I have become my father in my avid “puttering” in the yard – growing succulents , flowers and pomegranates, constantly rearranging pots, and weeding. The herbs and cacti are thriving. The gardening classes revealed much that I do not know about growing things successfully in the desert but introduced me to some fine people, reliable resources and volunteer opportunities. Gardening at the zoo seems appealing.
This has been a political year for me – probably because living amongst Trump supporters has been fairly frightening for me. I find that a shadow side of me is triggered by values that feel like a moral and physical threat. My knee-jerk reaction is to lash out in like manner which then makes me question myself. Living with PTSD doesn’t help because everything including the fear is exaggerated. I remember when I had thicker skin – a fundamental protection I sacrificed in years of hospice work. I will work to see that my Congresswoman, Xochitl Torres-Small is reelected as I am impressed with her choice to be positive and to successfully accomplish bi-partisan legislation. And I hope to see the defeat of this morally bankrupt president.
I am beginning to meet new friends at the Unitarian Fellowship. Nice to find folks of like mind in the faith community in which I grew up. Sweet souls…eccentric, progressive and so open to adventure.
This year I will travel New Mexico a bit more with the casita and with Pearl. I have determined that Alamogordo in July is not wise…I get fairly cranky and easily dehydrated. Perhaps Taos – cooler and some great riding.
It has been a steadying year and for that I am grateful.