Today’s post is inspired by Tammy’s question and post at Tammy’s Reading/Writing Life (a blog that has given me much writing inspiration this month!): What do you want more of?
I want more rain. Not right now, when fields are flooded with snowmelt. But sometime. Maybe in July and October, a long string of rainy days, Pacific Northwest kind of weather on the Great Plains.
I want more weather that is not hot, not cold, just right for afternoon hikes among the bison, prairie dogs, grasses, and Ponderosa pines in Wind Cave National Park.
I want more lap so that each cat who covets the top spot can claim it comfortably.
I want more order and tidiness. You’d never know if from looking at my house, but I find clutter deeply demoralizing. You’d also never know from looking at my house that I try so hard not to be a clutterer.
I want more travel, spontaneous weekends away and long planned trips, visits to beloved places like Kanab and Yachats and Belgium and to places I’ve never been like Santa Fe and Austin and Iceland.
I want more time at home alone, just me and my cats and a stack of books.
I want more long blocks of reading time and more stamina to read for longer periods of time without getting distracted. Really, I want more of my brain the way it used to be before smart phones and social media.
I want more inspiration to cook elaborate vegan and vegetarian meals for my family. Is it just my imagination or is meat really quicker and easier?
I want more connections with other writers throughout the year–not just March.
I want to live in keeping with one of my favorite teaching mantras: we make time for what we value (from Randy Bomer’s wonderful book, Time for Meaning).
What do you want more of in your daily life?