Igniting 2024

With the sounds of explosions and loved ones in hand, we cheer and welcome in the new year.

There is something repetitive, and strangely unique, about January 1st. It’s a time of celebration of what was and what will be. For many people, the best way to start the new year is by kissing the one they love. Truly, a great way to start the new year. We pair this with resolutions, promises of change to make this year better than the last.

I am always intrigued to see so many people attempt their aspirations but expect their brand-new change to manifest in weeks or even a month or two. Yet, they don’t take or keep to new habits to form the changes required to reach the goals. Habits take at least 60 days to become permanent, yet we struggle to get past a few weeks. Focus, commitment, dedication, and endurance have faded from many people’s lives when it comes to their ascension. It is easy to see why. When we have accomplished much already and have built nice comfy lives, how many of us want to risk stability for the potential of greater rewards? No one wants to fall.

When I first appeared on Vocal, I enjoyed so many different stories. I had been brainstorming a book series for years, and truly was motivated to start putting thoughts into words on paper. I even began to assemble short stories.

I have begun to read daily once more. This is a mix of books and vocal stories. I am immersed in words and allowing them to create vibrant imagines in my mind. I enjoy the many forms of fiction and poetry on Vocal.media and will read those for the next two months or so, while starting a new book series.

Recap of 2023

2023 was painful, if not crippling at times. My medical career was derailed by a company closing its doors and refusing to help me stay certified. The bureaucracy of Washington state is crazy at times. The timing was awful, and I spent a year running around between state officials and employers. Each telling me they can't move forward without the other doing their part. Both sides admitting I am in a catch 22, yet no one budging an inch to help me continue saving lives. Paramedic school now must wait.

At least my birthday is coming up.

What gift can bless a man more than to watch his grandma wither away and die? Cancer grew undetected and ended up crippling here in just a few short weeks. With several broken bones, and other things working against her, she was gone in less than a week.

What ate me up the most, I have spent the last six years saving strangers. Even during the pandemic, working with excellent men and women, overcoming crazy and stressful situations to save anyone from anything. Yet, here I stand knowing exactly what is happening and what will happen next, but can't do a darn thing about it. Feeling so worthless, couldn't even do a thing in a situation I am suppose to excel in.

Then Christmas season was a mess in of its own. I just drifted into a state where I struggle to get out of bed some days.

Early January, I helped some friends out with tasks here and there. This slowly helped me move forward. I also have thought of many things I have done with family, including my grandma, of which I wish to write and post here. To immortalize her and share with everyone how wonderful she was.

How will I write more?

I have purchased a tiny notebook to take to me. Now I don't have to remember any ideas I have, but I can quickly write it down. I know our phones have many apps to take notes, but if I can keep the practice of writing instead of typing, I can keep myself from being distracted by technology.

The universe is connected and life is always showing us so many wonderful quirks. Just watching a mouse run around my mom's house gave me the idea of writing a story between those two.

I travel often and spend countless hours outside, there is much I can imagine and capture, it would be criminal to withhold any of it from God's other children.

I also have notebooks scattered all over my room, each with its own story scattered across vast pages. I will gather these over the last weeks of January and put them in order over the month of February. There is much potential that needs to be put in its correct place.

I am also setting aside time every night to work on one piece. I can't state which or how long, we all know of the wall that stops the flow of thoughts.

What do I want to accomplish?

I don’t expect to get rich or famous here, nor desires to. I wish to create alluring stories that tell of wonders and beauty. I want to be able to shine brightly to anyone who needs it.

~ I want to illuminate the way for anyone who needs it. ~

There are embers inside me, I just need to stroke them. They need the attention and work to reignite. I will show you the fire that burns in my veins.

As I rise from the ashes of 2023 to flap my wings with conviction. Each sway to release embers that serve to illuminate the world, setting a blaze of passions in those individuals they reach, paving the way for others to soar!

The world will shine with all the glory and joy we are able to create. Let societies talk about the wonders we write instead of the troubles we have.