I follow Amber from Woman Unleashed (google-able) because she is exactly what I know Christine could be, if Christine wanted that. Amber teaches expression, survival, and growth, and does it through creativity. Painting. Dance breaks. Empathy. My main point is that Christine is the reason that I watch Amber in action.
Amber is a generation younger than I. Her kids are half my kids’ age. I enjoy her “youth” and enthusiasm. She does lots of free online stuff, and her newsletter pops into my inbox.
Today, she was talking about making a “Want to Do List”. Even before this flashing neon sign, I have been noticing. The things I do are the things that need to be done. I very rarely, even facing my terminal existence, do what I want to do. That is pathetic. I am definitely judging myself.
Lots of people I know have Bucket Lists. That isn’t my cup of tea either. What happened along my life time to make it so I don’t consider such things? I see a Bucket List as the big ticket items, go to France, climb Mount Everest, own a house on the hill, etc. Those are not me by the way. Mine would be something more like spend six months in an Ashram, see the places that Jesus/Buddha/Ghandi walked, and watch a grandchild be born.
But I see the concept of Want to Do Lists as more presently attainable. Currently on Ruby the cat’s Want to Do List is climb up into my arms and making it so I cannot type. It was fully possible that she could/would do it. But in the end, something sent her elsewhere.
That’s what happens to me. My list isn’t difficult.
I want to watch a funny movie, paint buffalos on my drum, walk along the beach, and sit in the yard and drink tea. I want to hold hands with and hug the people I am close to. I want to sit for hours and create masterpieces with leather and beads, have the wind blow my hair on a ferry to nowhere, eat Ben and Jerry’s at an ocean villa just a few hours down the road. I want to walk in the forest, listen to the symphony. I want to laugh until I cry. I want to love people, animals, and the world so much that my heart is difficult to contain.
And something sends me elsewhere. This must end. The Want to Do List is the priority. Mind meld. It’s time to merge the creation of my day. There is nothing wrong with what I need to do. I can “Want to Do” those things.
And those beautiful, attainable, daily dreams can jump up into priority. Maybe we should all hold each other accountable. Have you checked a box from the Want to Do List today? Put that next. Live each day with your wants in mind.
Ruby is back. She is climbing up, hell bent on her list, and on helping me with the last item of mine.