Every spring and Easter, I consider reinventing myself.  I tend to do something new for my hair, perhaps some new clothes, new furniture or artwork for my home or a coat of new paint.  It is time for renewal and a casting away of old things, cleaning out closets and planning a new strategy for the future. 

This time around, I have a new lease on life...I've discovered my own space in the world and feel quite a sense of peace with it.  My professional focus has changed dramatically and yet I am doing really well at something I've never done before.  Many people have drifted out of my life and others have begun to drift in.  My spirituality has deepened without really practicing much of any discipline; except perhaps a higher sense of both solitude and connectivity to the world at the same time.

Strangely enough, I've never made a big deal of these events.  However, it takes place every springtime.  This time:  My hair is now browner, less red.  My nails are natural instead of fake.  My walls are refreshed with paint touch ups.  I've sent some Loxly Gallery original prints to be framed.  My closets and drawers are being cleaned out.  New pullovers, jeans and skirts are neatly stored.  My attitude is that of living in peace and not getting sucked into any exterior drama.  Fresh flowers are bought and arranged every weekend.  I am monitoring my intake and getting more activity in my life.  Everyday, I attempt to let go a little more of the past and things that no longer serve me.  It is all part of my reinvention of myself. 

All this seems just fine theoretically; the issue with rebirth is that it doesn't count unless you actually practice it.  To study or understand it doesn't really cut it.  It must be done.  Like my favorite American philosopher Yoda says, "Do or do not... there is no try."