Memoir Monday: Whatever you choose to be and to do, it will be accomplished

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Whatever you choose to be and to do, it will be accomplished

When I got out of college, I remember making a list of things I wanted in the short and long term. Many of those things I got, many others I have not achieved and others, thank God, never happened. Obviously that list has changed. I think many of the things I wanted in my 20s are not as important now that I am in my 50s.

Although I have long been a firm believer in the phrase, “Tell God your plans so he will laugh at them,” I also believe that the word, spoken and written, magnetizes, has the power of attraction. We are magnets of the universe and through words we can attract whatever we are interested in and pay attention to.

So, apropos of this week's question, on #memoirmonday, asked by our great friend @ericvancewalton and if we have a map as a guide it is more difficult to get lost, today I want to talk about how I want to spend these next ten years of my life.

In two years I will be retiring and although I have read all my life, in these years many of the things I have read are for work. In this new stage I will read only for pleasure. Books that contribute to me, that stimulate me, that make me vibrate, cry, laugh, that when I finish them, leave me with a feeling of pleasure and satisfaction. No books of theories, of “obligatory” reading: to taste the delicacy without reading the menu.

Likewise, since those who read have the curiosity to write, I am going to dedicate myself to writing and to ordering what I have written. Last year I was offered to publish a book with my short stories and for family reasons, I had to postpone everything. Well, that book will see the light of day in the next few years. I have always believed that writing is an act of resistance, an act of relief, of growth, as an escape valve, so I will try to dedicate more time to writing.

“Don't grab me, I'm coming out”. That will be the phrase I will use the most. I want to travel again, discover new places, get out of the routine, get to know other cultures, get to know myself. I do not pretend to know famous or expensive places (although if you can, cool), I want to know places where the wonderful thing is the landscape, the people, that are designed for the pleasure of a walk, outdoor lunches, a coffee in the afternoon, a sunset with unforgettable colors. “I have crossed many rivers”, says a proverb and I want to keep crossing rivers. So next destination: the world.

I have always been a very family-oriented person, but this year, when my youngest nephew died, I realized that the moments we share with them are not enough. So I want to share with my family as much or more than I have shared. I want to travel with them, to create between us that memory of memories away from home, to be part of the unforgettable moments, of incredible adventures, because with the years, we understand that although people are not eternal, what we have lived with them is.

I want to continue counting on my friends and I want them to have the certainty that they can count on me. I want to continue sharing beers, coffee, laughter, tears, secrets, disappointments with them. I want to talk with them as always, about politics, sex, trivialities, and that time or distance are not reasons to keep us apart, because with them I have learned more than in any university and I have learned to be more human, integral, supportive, empathetic, as never before.

I once read that the best destination is the sea and I think so. In line with this, I am going to buy myself (fingers crossed) a “casita” in front of the sea. Mentally I have already seen it and decorated it. It's white, small, with lots of palm trees around it and few objects inside. I want to open the window and the door, and let the noise and the smells of the sea invade my senses. I want to walk along the shore early in the morning and then, at sunset, stroll again and get my feet wet in the calm waves. There I want to read, write, cook, listen to music, dance, I also want to share a beer or a coffee with my family and friends. That is to say, this will be the nest where many of my previous wishes will be fulfilled.

Destiny is an expert in splitting paths in two, but if we have a plan, a map, it is easier to know where we want to go. Each of us has in mind the image of what we want to be, what we want to become. Here is my mirror....

The images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl

This is my participation this week for our great friend @ericvancewalton's initiative: Memoir monday. If you want to participate, here's the link to the invitation post

Thank you for reading and commenting. Until a future reading, friends

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reading your blog feels like I found my inner self 🥹

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You are invited to participate in this beautiful initiative. I'm sure you will love to participate. Regards

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This sounds like the perfect way to spend the next decade to me! Each and every one of these goals for the next ten years are in alignment with mine. You hit the nail on the head when you say writing is an act of resistance, that is true in so many aspects. Sometimes it seems the entire world conspires against the writer who is trying to create. I think this is one of the reasons why victory in this profession is so sweet. It feels like all or nothing sometimes, either the entire world is lining up at your door to hear your voice or no one does. I wish you all the luck in the world in attaining these goals, I know in my heart you will!

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I think when you reach fifty, there are priorities: like family, friends and doing the things you really like. Thanks for the opportunity to do this exercise, Eric. A big hug

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"I have crossed many rivers" - is that an opening line to a novel? If not, I'm stealing it. :)
It reminds me of "I once had a farm in Africa...."
I love this too:

I also believe that the word, spoken and written, magnetizes, has the power of attraction. We are magnets of the universe and through words we can attract whatever we are interested in and pay attention to.

Well dang. "Too many words," my family said, and I stopped writing ... (I really did cut back drastically, anyway! Barely posting a few times a year!)

Thanks for the inspiration and the reminder that we CHOOSE some things even if it appears our only choice is to accept ("It is what it is") or wage Quixotic battles against things we cannot change.

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I have crossed many rivers

Salvador Espinas writes in the manner of Robert Frost and Maximo Ramos, but occasionally, and this is when he is really good, he writes in the manner Salvador Espinas, who lives in the mountains, who farms a little farm, who has lived a hard life, and has known a great deal of want, but who still knows beauty when beauty comes along. He writes:

   “I have crossed many rivers
    Wide and rough,
    Braved many a tempest
    Over atrocious rocks
    But conquest is ever far;
    At dusk
    Now vicious rivers rise
    Wider and rougher.”

@owasco, you might enjoy the rest of the post: SAGPON: BARRIO OF WRITERS
By Bienvenido N. Santos

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Shared this quote from your post on X (Twitter) but the image didn't come through. If I check back later, I might see the preview pane.

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Hello, @carolkean! A poet used to say that when we read and we find ourselves in what we read, the writing ceases to be the writer's and becomes the reader's. Regarding to stop writing, it's sad if you did it for others, but if it's a period of aridity, of demotivation, it's normal. It has happened to all writers, good and bad. There are moments of great demotivation, but the advice is to always seek to write, even if it's a little, almost nothing. As in any lover's relationship: writing is sometimes elusive, but when it is delivered, the delivery is total and pleasurable.
My grandmother used to say that from so much thinking and saying things, they came true. At one time, it became fashionable to write “maps of desire”, I don't know if you knew about this. On those maps you would put everything you wanted from the universe and that is what it is all about: to make visible what we carry inside. Say what you want.
Thank you for such a detailed comment and I would like to read something of yours, so I am going to “curucutear your blog”. Greetings from Venezuela.

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God bless you - what a wonderful reply! We've all read about manifesting, but your map of words and your grandma attesting to it - that's the kind of motivator I can relate to. Thank you for the kind words.

I did shut down and retreat - mostly due to my family (but not my husband! He's awesome! and our youngest daughter!) - too many of us died young, and unlike @myjob, I didn't soldier on. Maybe I should have taken up fishing! A wonderful book I often quote, "The Connection Cure" by Julia Hotz, devotes a chapter to the healing powers of fishing... but that's a whole other story.

Thank you Nancy!

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We die every day, dear Carol, but we also live every day. If you were near here, I would have already invited you for a coffee or a beer to talk and talk about books. A hug

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I'd love to mee over coffee or a beer!!! Thank you. And hugs to you. :)
Wondering if I'll ever book another flight in my life... 2019 was the "never again" flight! So far, I have not ventured near an airport since then.

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@carolkean I do not think fishing had anything to do with my "carrying on", it was only the desire not to quit.

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Well, many recommend FISHING as a prescription for whatever ails us.
Even Moby Dick opens on that note:

Call me Ishmael. Some years ago — never mind how long precisely — having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off — then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.
There now is your insular city of the Manhattoes, belted round by wharves as Indian isles by coral reefs — commerce surrounds it with her surf. Right and left, the streets take you waterward. Its extreme down-town is the battery, where that noble mole is washed by waves, and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water-gazers there.

–Herman Melville

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People who find fishing relaxing do not do it for a living. When I go what I call "play" fishing I am more relaxed and enjoy it, if I need to pay the bills, I am stressed.

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That makes sense!
I've seen your amazing daily freewrites - oh, the work!
The toll it has taken on your hands - wrists - bones -
I hope you're still on the mend from all that.

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