Three hundred and sixty-nine days ago (but who’s counting?), I wrote Day 1505: The Year of the ______. In that post, I hoped that 2017 would be, among other things, The Year of the Water View.
And it was! That water view helped me deal with many things in 2017, which was The Year of the Cock/Rooster/Bird.
Yesterday, in honor of the first day of The Year of the Dog, I did a special mindfulness exercise in my therapy group. I asked people to focus on images and memories of dogs. Even though I’m a cat person, I found that mindfulness exercise very helpful, relaxing, and soothing.
Vivian, the Social Work intern who helps me facilitate that group, texted me this photo afterwards:
I texted back “Oooh! It’s the year of that!”
I plan to practice mindfulness and look at more great photos this year, because 2018 is going to be
- The Year of the Shoulder Pain and
- The Second Year of the Trump Administration.
I doggedly hope The Year of the Dog is also
- The Year of Personal Power.
- The Year of Dignity.
- The Year of Beating Heart Disease.
- The Year of the Cat (for equal time).
- The Year of Love.
- The Year of the Changes for the Better.
As is every year here at The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally, it’s The Year of the Thanks.