Went to yoga this morning. “Happy New Year” to everyone and a series of backbends. “I don’t practice for now”, I’ve been telling people for at least ten years, “I do it for ten years from now”. I know my grandparents never did yoga when they were this age. They never ever went to the gym. They were old. They acted old. At least I thought they did. Do young people think I act old? I don’t know. I probably do, to them. But my old is different from my grandparents’ old.

Back home grabbed some coffee and cleaned the kitchen… again. Not nearly as much work as last night. Felt the separation of my inner and outer worlds. Put the outer world housekeeping on autopilot and focused on the inner vision of next year and the successful spread of my studies. Got the idea to contact the editor of the CIIS magazine on Monday to arrange PR for my April workshop. The President of the school said they would do it. I just have to set it up. Ever better.

Back in the office, my wife was going through files… what should be saved… what should be shredded. She’s also trying to make it better. Cleaned out my closet… ending up with a big pile of clothes for Goodwill, a big pile of clothes for the homeless, and a lot more room in the closet. “You have to get rid of old things to make space for new things”, a friend once told me. True for clothes. True for ideas.

I’m thinking about doing this post the whole time. It is not second nature yet. I do remember what happened yesterday… that the server for my computer is in a one hour ahead time zone… and despite planning everything I could think of, I made the first posting after 11pm and it was dated today. Eleven is the new twelve. So much for perfection. I’ve got to live with that all year.

Oh! I’ve cut way back on the online Scrabble. Gotta focus, you know. Ever better.

peace………..ag