Day 1

Day 1 of what? I’m not sure exactly yet. But I’m gonna start with this: 

Today is Day 1 of not picking up my phone over and over, checking for email, likes and crossword games. Whatever I’m looking for, the answer isn’t in the phone. (trust me, I've looked everywhere!)

Day 1 of not turning on the news when I’m bored just so I can feel “connected” and “informed” with what’s going on in our world. The only things the 24-hour news cycle make me feel are outrage, anxiety and fear.  

OK, that’s 2 things I’m NOT going to do on Day 1. Now for what I WILL do.

Today is Day 1 of starting each day positively. With some sort of creative endeavor, no matter how small. A sketch - doesn’t matter if it’s bad. Writing a poem - don’t worry - we’re not looking for a publishing deal. Reading a poem. Playing piano. 

It’s Day 1 of reading a book for enjoyment -  not to be more outraged (Thanks anyway, Bob Woodward), or to be more knowledgeable about emerging technologies to make em more marketable in my career. I’ll read a book with paper pages that makes me laugh. Out loud.

It’s Day 1 of finding joy - of seeing beauty - of going back to doing the things I love instead of well, just not doing them: Riding my bike, doing yoga, baking bread, going out with friends, trying things that scare me - like sewing. 

It’s Day 1 of finding the things in me I used to love too - joy, beauty, strength. Weakness. Finding value. 

OK, Day 1 - I’m coming to get you. But first I need to eat some bacon.