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2019::Unfold

January 5, 2019 Arlene Giddings

every year
i choose a word for the year…
a word to help
push me or gently guide me
depending on the need.

some years,
it has worked amazing…
other years, i may or may not have forgotten
what the word was
before the last sunset in
the first week of
january.

and that’s ok.
i don’t worry too much about it.
if it works, that’s great!
and if not, well, maybe i just picked the wrong word for that year.

looking back::

2018::Embrace - yeah…not so much. But, in my defense, the year kinda sucked no matter what word i would have chosen.
2017::Adventure - this one went really well for me…it was when i started my Friday Adventures :)
2016::Happy
2015::Risk - the year i decided it was time to cut back/stop shooting weddings
2014::Balance
2013::Brave
2012::Leap
2011::Connect
2010::Play/Expand
2009::Dare - this was another one of my best years related to my word
2008::Focus - looking back, I think this was helpful for the following year…

and this year, 2019, I am choosing a gentle word.
unfold.
a passive verb, if there is such a thing…
i need to let go a little, to relax, to stop holding on so tight
to what used to be….
and let a new beginning unfold.

i don’t want to force it or plan it or rush it or demand that it match
some preconceived picture in my head….
i just want to take my time and allow things to happen
as they happen.

which does not mean that i won’t be setting goals and
creating habit trackers and devising blueprints for taking over the world… :)
i do have a lot of things that i want to shift my focus to this year.

mainly in the creative areas of my life.
that’s where i feel excitement and fire and butterflies in my belly….
(all in a good way)…

but…in other areas, the areas that are murky and blurred and
sometimes, a little scary…the areas that involve change
and transition and how do we do this now when we are no longer “we”…
what happens next? how does one move forward?
what does moving forward even look like for me?
well. that part i am going to let go of.
i think that going through our first Christmas apart
might have taught me that it is ok to let go of any expectations…
to just let it happen….don’t worry about what new tradition should
replace one that you feel you lost…let the new tradition find you…
maybe it will be jamming a christmas tree in the back seat of the car
every year…maybe it will be picking up breakfast at a local gas station
coffee shop and then laughing about how you froze in the
drive through and ordered everyone some sort of weird (but good) vegetarian garden bagel…

maybe it will be playing a rousing game of parcheesi at the end of the day.

regardless, i have resolved to just let it find me.
and the same with new relationships and friendships…
i am going to stop panicking that i will be alone for the rest of my life
because i am incredibly awkward and far too forthcoming on social media…(this post is proof of that)
and
just
let
whatever
happens….
happen.

let it unfold.

In unfold2019, words Tags 2019, 2019::unfold, word for the year, you got this, still a little sad but thats ok, resolutions, maybe too much truth, i talk too much, awkward phase
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ziggy played guitar...

January 12, 2016 Arlene Giddings

when i think of david bowie
i can picture myself at 16, at 17, at 18 even...
vividly...painfully...
scrawny and awkward,
anxious and weird.

funny haircut, odd sense of fashion,
never quite able to follow the trend...
always coming close
but then weirding it in up in my typical way...
a crooked tooth that stuck out
and arms that bent backwards...
a bizarre sense of humor
and an often debilitating inability to
have a normal conversation
with other people...
(i still suck at small talk and
say oddball things when i am nervous).

and then i remember finding david bowie...his older stuff...
and thinking holy hell!
it's ok.
it's ok to be weird.
i remember renting vhs tapes of his concerts
from maccormack's store
and studying them...
mesmerized by them...
he was weird.
and it was ok.

i was weird.
and maybe...
it was going to be ok....eventually.

i used to sign my notes major tom...
and i may or may not have had a
large cardboard box in my bedroom
that i used to pretend was a rocket
when i was much too old
to be sitting in a cardboard box
floating in space
hiding from the
real world.

so yeah,
it was pretty damn comforting to
watch this guy with funny teeth
and crazy hair, heavy eye liner & blue eyeshadow
silver lame suits and songs about spiders
and laughing gnomes
just be himself.

it's funny the things that shape you
when you don't even know
that you are being
shaped.
 

“Staying back in your memory
Are the movies in the past
How you moved is all it takes
To sing a song of when I loved
The Prettiest Star”
— david bowie
In back when, words Tags bowie, memory, high school, awkward phase, she's weird
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