Go out there and DO

I read this blog by someone who's making a living with her blogs, among other creative ventures, and its point was to get out there and live. "Quit blogging about your pet," she wrote.

But I'm at a point where I feel like I really am living. Sure, I write about my dog Fin a lot--but that's because she makes me feel alive. She reminds me that it's important to be selfless and have fun and just go outside to throw the frisbee once in a while because it feels great. So I'm not going to quit blogging about my sweet, sweet Fin.

And I'm not going to stop writing about what is important to me. Because for the first time, it's not just what I think is important--it's not just me saying, "Oh, I'd like to eat organic BUT..." This time, I'm making changes and really seeing a difference.

I'm not really asking "why can't I..." any more. I want to travel, and I think I've found a way to make that possible. I want to live in a small town, but I know I'm not ready for that yet. So I'm waiting. And in the meantime, I'm finding ways to lead a fulfilling life where I am.

That involves keeping my loved ones close and making as much as I can out of each day. I'm learning to say no to the things I really don't want to do (except laundry. We tend to need clean clothes.) and learning to really expand my own horizons for no good reason other than I want to be who I want to be.

I still think the best place for me is out on a farm, the same kind of place I grew up on. But this is a pretty fantastic place too, and I'm making the most out of it.

So I am out there, doing. Knowing that I need to bloom where I'm planted sometimes, and break through the concrete at other times.