Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Breathings of my heart


Breathings of my soul...

Every so often I stop and reflect on what my life has in store.

I celebrate my New Year on Easter Sunday. I build up to Easter Sunday in reflection on where my life was, where it is going and where I hope it to be. As weird as it may seem, I don’t celebrate New Years on January first. Why? Because January first is just a new day of a new year, whereas to celebrate a new YEAR, you need to have new growth.

I’ve been writing my blog, helping writers, acclimating them to the writing skills they will need to become a writer, I’ve mentored a writing course, facilitate a Creative Writing Group, and assist with helping people on a daily basis. I know where my life is at, at the moment, but I also know where I am going.


A few weeks ago my father was told that he had throat cancer. I know this day and age with all of the new technology this shouldn’t put fear in your heart, but my father is 72 and fear struck him. He’s been so busy taking care of my mother (they’ve been married 55 years!) since she had her stroke, that he hasn’t had much time to worry about himself.
He got the news last week after getting another test, that the cancer was nowhere else in his body and that with him being so healthy, the statistics are fairing in his favor.

How does this play into my New Year? Well, it makes me hold dear what I left behind. You see, I’m a thousand miles away from my mother and father and I would be the one to take care of them. My other siblings are all ‘too busy’ with their lives, the parents that took care of them all of their life, are maybe tenth in line of top things to do.

My fiance’ is going blind (a curable illness) but this year has been one of the tough ones for me to endure. And we’re only in March! Whew! What does the rest of the year have in store for me is what I’m wondering. It has HOPE!

What does any of this have to do with writing? What does writing have to do with me and when I celebrate my New Year? Let me tell you, writing has everything to do with my New Year! You know why? Because I’m a naturally born optimist and have a strong faith that this year is going to be one good year for ME!

As the trees burst with life, new nubs form on what was a barren tree left naked by the frost of a cold winter. Branch by branch, the skeleton takes on flesh. Spring has seeped into the area and as the soil craves the rain the trees reach for the sky in a splendid show, a fireworks display of leaves reaching for the sky growing in the Light that drizzles to the drinking bough.

I, as a writer, am awaiting the new surge of life yet to form inside of me. I have hope in a new tomorrow, a New Year!


-Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.
–George Bernard Shaw

7 comments:

Dendy Darin said...

You know, if I were you, I might be in endless sadness. I'm away from my parents too, and can feel what you feel.
Sorry to hear about your father, wish him all right.
I agree, wish u luck with ur writing.
Thanks for the qoute...and long live 2009!

joni said...

Thank you Dendy!

You'll realize that sadness is always a part of self pity and I won't allow myself that. I rise everyday and try (real hard) to praise the glorious morning sun (even when it is cloudy) and am thankful that I'm alive to help one more person in this world.

And if it were not for my faith, I probably would sink back into bed and never wake up.

I'm a very spiritual person, so everyday holds the promise of a HOPE-FILLED day.

You have that too. :-)

Keep on reading! :-)

And thanks for visiting!

Joni

Anonymous said...

Joni,

I find a return to simplicity is most helpful in troubled times. Eat well. Get plenty of rest. Delight in the smallest of things--spring, the loving people in your life, the ability to enjoy a walk with a furry companion, clean sheets, fluffy pillows, a refrigerator with food in it. Sounds basic, but simplifying life allows a person to focus on the important things, mainly your spirituality.

There are days when just the quality of light falling through air, shifted by leaf and branches, reminds me that we are all on a journey.

Though there will be times we must part for a bit, all roads lead to the same place--home.

Be well.

Raven

Granny said...

You know I know the pain and sadness of distance from those we love. My heart is with you on your journey.

We have only this moment an for this moment and the next, and the next, I wish you joy, happiness, and peace.

I pray God will continue to give you the comfort and endurance you need.

{{joni}}
granny
PS: I started keeping up with my journal again this week. :-)

You are an inspiration!

June said...

As someone said so well: Hope springs eternal...

May hope and health and best wishes find those you love who are experencing challenges in their lives.

Take care,
June

joni said...

Raven, Granny, June,
You are truly the best! All of the inspiration you have instilled in me is coming forth in my writing.

Thank you all for being here for me!

Joni

Moonshooter said...

Joni, you probably can't imagine what you're passion for writing has done to inspire many of us to go on and follow our passion.

By you sharing...as you just did, some of your personal pain along with the strenghth of your faith that gets you through it all, makes your faith translucent. God is shining through you. You are indeed inspiring just by being who you are and doing what you're doing. For this I thank you.

My love and prayers are with you and yours. You are proof positive that faith works...if you believe in it's power. :)

John