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Y2k didn’t happen, but 9.11 did. All that worrying had to go someplace I guess. Perhaps this is a good point as we move into the next decade. Out of the “oughts”. My Pawpaw used to refer to the first decade of the 20th century with “oughts”. “Back in ought 8” he’d start out... We never did that in the 2ks. Wonder why? Anyway hello to the teens – or I guess we’ll be in the Tweens first, then the teens?
We certainly are more number conscious these days, what with y2k and 9.11, and my friend Mr. 2020 was discussing on Moon Moo & You Radio show yesterday how goals and visions are two distinctly different things. A goal is when one sets out to accomplish x by time y with method z. A vision is…. Well it’s just a whole nother thing. Visions are the stuff of mysticism and inner happiness and all things possible within us and with the universe as a whole. Visions are not cut down to a pie slice or algebraic equation. Visions are boundless. Googledy google to infinity-ness. Visions are not a number.
So 10 years ago I was about 30 lbs lighter and I was a smoker. I was single and had no kids. Today I am smoke free and married with a beautiful little boy. I could never have dreamed it. My own family was not in my “vision”. As I met the year 2000, I was pretty much resolved to being an old spinster with my little dog forever. Something changed in me after 9.11. I was re-routed. I felt a stronger purpose. I became more social and more open to possibility. That is what that day taught me. The terrorists never dreamed they would awaken so many souls. I now know that “love” is a verb.
Love into the next decade, and may it be your best ever!