My books read for 2020 reflect the craziness of the year. I read only 41% of the books I read the year before. Boo hoo me. I put a pause on my book, although I’m about 60% through. With all the “extra time,” it’s strangely hard to think or be creative in the same way.
For me, reading is how I find my rhythm. I start reading and, like meditating, my mind is taken elsewhere and cleared. I put myself outside of my interior world/thoughts and am reminded about all the other big and small things in life.
When we told people we were going to Georgia, they didn’t get our excitement. “Are you going to Savannah?” was just one question that followed suit. We’d follow with “The country.” And, a question “Do you know where it is?” Some people said “Yes.” In the event a person said yes, my probing self would ask, “Where?” In which case, we lost at least 50% of the yesses.
In 2018 a set my personal record for a whopping 72 books. Here’s what a read, what I didn’t read, recommendations and the few I read in 2017.
I planned the trip with the idea we’d put indulgence and relaxation on the front end, and exercise and nature on the back end. We went to Patagonia ready to breathe fresh air and relax in a more low key way. While we did plenty of relaxing, this part of the trip was filled with serendipity, spontaneity and some “Oh shit handle”-ing.
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It was to our great fortune that the Mendoza airport was closed by the time we were planning our trip. They say it’s for maintenance. It took me many hours to figure out how to coordinate our transportation around our San Juan arrival. (Without Chris’ help, I would have NEVER figured out any bus schedule — Thank you again.)
First stop of the honeymoon? The most European-feeling city in South America. The food, the to dos, the shopping, the magic.
We are back from our honeymoon, it’s 4:25am and I’m drinking maté out of a macramed gourd as I write. It always feels out of body to come back from travelling a fairly long while. The stress is gone, you remember how good you have it (although it’s a pretty attuned practice to remember) and you are in a position to create your life again. As if the present is what you have.
Of course, it’s all you have. Always.
By the time we got to the reception, the ceremony guests were still arriving. We took photos at the Photobooth Kerri coordinated and set up (which was amazing) and were able to enjoy cocktail hour with everyone.
