(with a sprinkle of broccoli florets)
Along comes 2021 and I realize we are into a brand new decade along with a brand new year. What did that inspire in me? Nothing more than what stayed inspired for the few decades I walked this earth. I made sure not to make any resolutions, because my attention span is shorter than my 5 year old toddler's. So why fight the inevitable? Right?
While I didn't make any resolutions in black and white, I did, somehow, manage to do a purge of sorts in my brain. As always, being the tosser that I am, I made mental notes to toss away some expectations that weigh me down - expectations such as finally getting to write that book that I'd been trying to write since I was three. Now if you are one of those people that are encouraging me to write a book for ever, My sincerest apologies - I have officially, in writing (no pun intended), let you down. But I'll compensate for that in other ways, and you know I will :)
Speaking of expectation that weight me down, I should, but of course, tread the egg shell laden path of my weight loss goals. They too, officially, are given up. I came to make peace with the fact that gaining and losing is a way of life and it is going to happen when it is going to happen. Yeah, the non-dual philosophy got on to me quiet well and I seem to be at such absolute peace with my non ambitious, over weight self more than ever. Talk about coming of age.
Speaking of age - I feel it more than ever, this ageing process, thankfully not as much in my skin as in my wisdom, as yet! But we'll get there and we'll age gracefully - sans fillers and lifts, that we are pretty sure of. The anarchy of the teen tones down once in a while and spikes up - I keep up with that quiet gracefully, so all else should be a cake walk, literally!
Speaking of literally, I know it was a slip of the key board usage and it doesn't fit in there in the above sentence. This literally abuse is quiet literally getting on to me - so bear with my jumping on the 'literally' band wagon and truth be told, I am quiet literally happy that I don't literally use literally like in every other word I speak.
Speaking of speaking - I was told many a time, that I am a master of jumping topics and digressing mid way from what I am supposed to be talking. Which brings me, ever so gently back to Brussel sprouts, bok choy and broccoli florets. Apart from all these starting with a B and being the butt of all kids cartoons' barf inducing foods, and a trope of a title in this dope of a blog post, they aren't as infamously pathetic tasting as they are hyped to be. In fact, they make an appearance in my most loved veggie list of all-times. There are more hyped things in life, for the wrong reasons, like these wonderful veggies and I won't make a laundry list of them as they would mildly qualify as being opinionated and judgmental of popular stuff in main steam living.
Speaking of main stream living, I don't indulge or participate in it. I am literally happy in my small space, firing up my wok and tossing around these delicate darlings with a douse of soy sauce to be paired with a bed of, steamed snow white jasmine rice. I am content with this little blog space, taking my heads off to myself, where no one listens. It might qualify me to be a looney - but labels I care for, not! So I'll leave it at that.
And to the few of you, may be two of you (grin) who read and applaud to every word I write here - Mucho Gracias.
And to the world wide web - here's a toast for a healthy, happy, healthy, peaceful, healthy, prosperous (did I say healthy?) new year and new decade.
May the Gods and Gurus rain down upon you every thing you wish for.
