For the past year the universe has stressed, in every way possible, the lesson I must be here to learn. The first time I heard the words "it's the process" was in an embroidery class. Handwork is a slow process, one of delicate precision, thorough study, careful attention and deliberate action. The seed was planted; the first steps of the journey taken, and as a way of being mindful of a focused life, I adopted the tagline, "It's the process".
One year ago today, I was admitted to the hospital, my future uncertain, but quickly, and deliberately, a plan of action was set in motion. The process of saving my life became the focus and I stepped onto the path of renewal. It was a roller coaster and I road it with little emotion, understanding the course could not be altered. Thus, began the process of healing.
The process was extremely difficult, but everyday brought improvement, sometimes slow, but often happening in leaps. The journey has been interesting, uncomfortable, enlightening and, even, incomprehensible, but one thing is certain, the process continues.
The lesson of life's process has recurred through knitting, and it has been stressed in a new favorite summer pastime, gardening. There is no way to get away from the fact that it IS the process, baby. The process is ongoing, never ending.
September is the month of my "rebirth" and I can't help but celebrate life's wonderful processes. Thank you for being part of this journey, for reading, and celebrating with me. The process continues!