Category: happy

Personal Reflection: New Leaves & Old Labyrinths

Last fall I went through crisis hotline and advocacy training with The Turning Point Rape Crisis Center of Collin County Texas. This has been and continues to be an incredible organization to work with and I really cannot say enough good things about them.  The Turning Point is focused on the treatment and prevention of bullying, sexual harassment and sexual assault. They do this predominantly with the help of volunteers and a few very dedicated staff members. Together we run a crisis hotline and provide resources such as Individual, Group and, Friends and Family counseling, yoga therapy, crisis, hospital, and legal advocacy for survivors of sexual assault and their friends or family as well as education programs for the community.

If you want to know more about this organization or if you would like to donate time by volunteering, or some other type of support you can check us out here http://www.theturningpoint.org/

As impending springtime draws near, the newness in the air condensates.  I find that manifesting in my life as the reallocation of time to address things to have been issues or challenges for a long time.  Such as my new year’s resolution from last year that never happened, without feeling the pressure to get it done on any timeline.  By removing the pressure to finish things by a certain time and instead focusing on doing “a little bit each day” I have found both more progress and more peace with these activities and within myself.

The writing community I have been working to develop with Alicia at the Roanoke Public Library is growing steadily which fills me with delight.  I have started posting daily writing prompts on my personal twitter (@theonlykenna) and on my Facebook account as well as the writing group on Facebook. Our next meeting is on March 12, 2016 at the Roanoke Public Library 2 PM – 4 PM. I hope to see you there!

When I was at RIT I took a course called Women’s Stories Women’s Films, I took many courses as a part of my Gender studies minor that changed the way I thought about life and the world around me but I feel that this class was particularly relevant.  I remember a reading assignment that we had about labyrinths. This reading implied that we all walk a labyrinth of life, and that as time progresses we just walk in the same patterns time and time again.  The corridors of life remaining eerily familiar but the people or situations we encounter in them changing.  The simple way to express this poetic illustration is ‘everything changes but everything stays the same.’unnamedI often find myself coming back to this visual in life and I say, bring on the spring, bring on the change, bring on the challenges, and the goals, and the endeavors. The learning experiences, the smiles and tears, I can’t wait.

Aside from my new year’s resolutions I have started a journal where I write down my favorite moment from each day.  This has been an awesome practice because it keeps me focused on and looking for my favorite moments instead of stuck thinking about the less enjoyable parts of being a biped carbon based life form that calls this pale blue dot home.

Some of my favorite moments from January were:

“Eating chocolate cake and red wine for breakfast in celebration of mine and my best friends birthday while she was in town, at 2 pm”

“Putting on the completed dinosaur costume that my mom and I designed and made, then going to my birthday party and having an absolute blast.”

“Successfully taking a few steps on the slackline while hula hooping around my waist”

“Pizza and puzzle games, game night”

happenings

things that are going on:

I made a hi-lo dress out of a fitted sheet with a big hole in the center, yay repurposing.  I am very happy with it and it was very fulfilling to make something physical.

Fall is here in full force. Which is wonderful because it comes with things like pumpkins and acorn squash.

I still haven’t gotten out to see Cousin Bill in Nunda since before classes resumed.

Regardless,
The question remains:

How much, do I really need to be happy?

how much money, how much clothing, how much time, what do I need to do that. Or what don’t I need?

Almost everything that is mine is in my apartment in Rochester, save a few boxes of CDs, some art, and clothing and dolls from my childhood that my mom still has as a part of her ‘collection’.

Here is the dress: