On to Act II

A fire in the fireplace. Sipping warm coffee and watching the snow fall in the fog outside. There is barely a touch of morning light beyond the distant mountains and I sit with peace and quiet.

Today it begins. A 90- day "program". Or a "re-program", if you will. A new chapter built on intention. It is time.

Time to get in shape. A half marathon in March in my hometown has enticed me to train, change my eating habits and actually get to the gym (especially in the icy weather).

Time to work FullTime. I am beginning this journey as a partime clerical assistant in a job that stretches my patience. Babysteps. I am rewriting my dream job and will work with a life coach to pursue it.

Time to revamp my relationships. I am letting go of toxic people in my life and adding a mentor, a mastermind group, and a support system of good friends (beinning with one, and adding...). And I will begin to date again.

It is a new year. The old me is discovering new paths. Old, as in I am reaching into my past and reaffirming my foundation. Who I was, at my core. It is who I have always been. I hibernated for many years. My core, my dreams, my values became someone elses while mine sat on a shelf, receiving glances every few years.
I decided to dust them off, reclaim them and commit to never letting them go. I am emerging.
Thus begins Act II. Scene One. Day 1.

(off to a rather good start, I'd say!)