Changes

Spring is (officially) a week and a half away. Some get itchy noses as pollen kicks in - some get itchy feet. I'm one of the latter. Or rather, it's not merely itchy feet as much as some "Personal Spring Cleaning" urges. Just like the house-cleaning urges that drive you to throw open windows (and wash them), air the dark corners and scrub things top to bottom.

A lot has changed in recent months. I'm no longer single (and loving it). I have a stripped-down Landy and a bundle of new knowledge (more on the way). I've gained clarity as to what I will and won't stand for, and "settled down" in who I am. I have more of a sense of direction than I did 6 months ago, and I know what I want.

So change is coming. Once more. In ways small and big. I've started work on a few dreams that have lain dormant too long. I've seen a glimpse of what I want - enough to drive me toward it with determination. I've started to stand up and be counted in my dealings with others, in asking for and expecting to receive what I want/need, and in shedding the doormat tendancies. A large chunk of my life is being reprioritized to line up with my goals. And those things that just feel wrong are out with the Friday-morning rubbish.

It's a bit like those old educational movies about atoms. Instead of wildly chaotic roaming electrons, mine are finally settling down into their proper resonance, orbiting a core that is steady and calm, at peace and certain.

And that's a big thing.