Some days I wish I could be more like my dog. She is cute and small and responds only to what she wishes to respond to, here in the now. Now, I don’t want to like her when she pees on the bathroom floor or growls at me from under the covers, but I do want to be like her when she is excited about what is happening around her. You see, she doesn’t worry about the past, nor does she seem to worry too much about the future.
You see, I am a bit anxious about this new stage of my life. I’m forcing myself to step outside my comfort zone to build a brighter future where I can experience life more fully. I’m putting myself on the stage, hawking my beliefs and abilities, and working towards a different tomorrow in my world.
Just as she does, I want to sit in the grass, fully feel the sun on my back, and immerse myself in the smells and sights of now and not be concerned with yesterday and tomorrow.
This whole teacher-turned-author thing has been therapeutic and eye-opening, terrifying and exciting, worrisome and thrilling. Exposing my inner self to the world has opened me to criticism and ridicule and I will have to learn to be okay with that because I want to impact the world. A positive impact outside of the classroom after I leave public education.
This is my outlet, my release, my path. A path that I’m excitedly following here, and just like my sweet little dog, in the now.
