It was my birthday last week. I turned fifty five years old. Now as most people who are older can attest to, when you are young you never, or very rarely, think about what your life will be like when you are older. (And right now I am definitely putting myself in that “older” category) You more than likely feel as if there is “plenty of time to get to that”, or “I really would like to do this but….”. Oh by the way, this is me.
My name is Karen Koyote
I grew up in a “Southern” Oklahoma family.
Now this doesn’t mean I was in Southern Oklahoma mind you. Tennessee was on one side of the Trail of Tears, Oklahoma was on the other. Not only that, but many Tennesseans (remember Daniel Boone?) migrated to Texas. Some then drifted up into Oklahoma looking for even better opportunities as the land opened up (translate stole) from the tribal lands. With them came Southern attitudes, customs and food. I came from a “Southern” Oklahoma family.
OK now, back to the gettin old part. So here I am, turning fifty five, and I’m looking at myself and thinking You know Karen, time is getting kinda short, don’t you think it’s about time to pursue the things that you have always wanted to do? Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinkiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. Why yes I do! It is time to let go of all the excuses, stallings, distractions, and fears and move on to participate in the activities that give me the most joy. So what is this activity that gives me joy? What is it that makes me lose track of time and go into the “zone”? Should I tell them now? Maybe I’ll make em wait till the next post. Naw I’ll tell them.
The activity that gives me that kind of joy is…..
This blog is an invitation to join me on my journey of discovery, as I traverse the terrain of self exploration. (ie, my whole life is getting ready to change, sort of like when you decide to organize your junk drawer).