They say tomorrow there will be a government shutdown. The seven GOP contenders said they are calling him Donald Duck. Beyoncé is making magic, still, shimmering in silver. Dumbledore died this time for real. Swifties are lining up to register to vote. Unions are on a winning roll. Books are banned by our own citizens like they can actually harm someone while gun purchases continue to break records. Fact checkers can’t keep up with the lies being spilled over the airwaves and sadly we live in a world of non-facts. Biden impeachment over what exactly? Yet, apples are ready to be picked in Vermont. Trees are getting their pretty red and yellow and orange on too. The last Super moon of the year is illuminating our night sky, bringing a slice of crazy too if you believe that sort of stuff. Take a breath, get outside, gaze upward to find the big blue before it fades into black, bite into a tart yet sweet Honey-crisp apple, and perhaps you’ll be fine.
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Catch the Drop
Chasing the setting sun is my favorite while flying east to west, extending the day all the way until the only light left is the glittery criss-crossing boulevards of Los Angeles below, stretching in all directions as far as you can see. This flight was due to a new guy in town.
My Plan is to Face January Head On
I know what you’re thinking, that this is just another New Year’s resolution post, with a long list that will all be given over at first light, but this is not that at all. This is about survival. January is long, dark, cold, and for the teachers/ healthcare providers/ service workers/ parents/ and everyone else functioning through this pandemic all around the globe, a tough month. So besides my all-the-time best-advice to start each day with Yoga with Adriene, I am going to share 5 survival tips I plan to use to face all that gets dished out, piled on, and added on to this rugged month.


