Christmas, which thanks to friends was a Norman Rockwell scene this year, and a host of less important, although urgent things have come and gone since the last post. And in the hustle and bustle of this time of year, many thoughts crossed my mind to write about. However they escaped as I moved on to the next thing. But now on the verge of a new year and a new decade, I slow down again and am reminded of the need to make a conscious choice about what to keep or try to bring about in my life and what to turn loose of in the coming year.
One of the things to keep for sure is my spot in this place....the physical surroundings of my life. Place is important to me. It affects the way I think, how I feel and what I focus on. For me, place contributes to or diminishs the bajiggityness of life. Although I'm not sure when I first realized this, I know it was long ago, and it was long after the realization that I actually moved to a place (home, town, location) more in keeping with what feeds my soul. When places attract people who appreciate them, community can grow.
These thoughts flowed from a brief editorial in today's New York Times. Here it is:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/28/opinion/28mon4.html
Paula--
ReplyDeleteThe NYT link doesn't work. Which editorial were you referencing?
--Johanna
Well, first I'm sorry for my long absence and slow response. Second, I apologize for not knowing that if I removed my own post it would show. Sheesh. Technology...
ReplyDeleteAnyway, here is the link. I checked it an it worked for me....
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/28/opinion/28mon4.html?_r=1&src=tp