Ok so yes, #50 had to do with alcohol and so does 49….whatever. Fuck you.
As a grownup, one can decide whether to partake in drinking festive beverages, anytime and in most cases, anywhere.
Consider brunch. An amazing invention, of which I will give full credit to the gay population for its creation. Because, let’s be honest most heteros are just not that inventive. Brunch is this amazing concept that gives one permission to eat breakfast at lunch time, while mixing in the concept of day drinking and, in the end, giving you enough time to sober up and wake up fresh the next day. Brilliant.
Consider the following……
Wednesday night cocktails after work = Fucking hump day and I’m in a shitty mood. Better off going home to refuel and prepare for the bullshit coming tomorrow. Besides a hang over at work is not helpful and/or appreciated.
Friday night of cocktails and bars = Honestly, unless it is with my gays, I would rather go home, wear sweats and feed my cats.
Sunday morning brunch = I’m all in! So if we start the brunch experience at 1pm, that gives me at least 5-6 hours of uninterrupted drinking, and enough time to recover from my buzz, fold my laundry, feed the dependents, shower and get a restful 8 hour nights sleep…..And no Monday hangover = FAB-U-LOUS!!!!!
#50 – Drinking alcohol in the shower. After a long day, I can take off my clothes and cleanse the day away while enjoying a fabulous beverage. I have a little shelf where can I put my, glass or bottle, high above the water stream. Right there, exactly where I want it….perfectly at eye level.
In an effort to clear my energy; I followed my instincts and decided weeks ago to skip all of the usual family holiday traditions/pressures this year.
Selfish – maybe. Necessary – yes.
By stepping back and releasing all of the foggy, heavy, pressure-filled baggage, I am beginning to see things/people/situations much clearer. By allowing myself a place of peace, contentment and appreciation, I am not lingering on anger, past hurts or disappointment, I am actually remembering the joy of the season.
I can feel my energy changing, my perspective shifting. I feel much more gentle. My hurt has subsided, my fear is quieting and I truly feel that maybe, just maybe, relationships can be reformed through a softer heart. I am feeling my meditative place, very much like my creative expression, carrying over into my daily consciousness….this is a blessing and a gift. I am hoping to continue to heal, forgive and rebuild in peace. Not to forget, but to forgive and maybe even let go.
So, I begin 2013, understanding the worth of my creativity. I reflect to you a conversation with my new friend that has opened my eyes to myself and my place in the world around me.
“The miracle that comes from knowing, believing and trusting it is all coming…there is nowhere to get. There is nothing to achieve, it is in the expression, especially as an artist, the world follows…you much go first.” -Randolph Duke