At the end of the year I always like to take stock of the various events and accomplishments in my life that unfolded. I guess you might call it a list. I believe the activity orders my mind and prepares me for the upcoming year.
I wrote and published two books. I worked on two others for possible publication in 2020.
I oversaw the production of two other Nestucca Spit Press books.
I provided my author coach services for nine writers.
I wrote around 100 personal letters.
I wrote well to cure the disease of mass incarceration in my country.
I posted approximately 200 times on the Meditations Blog.
I met an incredible person from Florida, an incredible person from Portland, and kept someone incredible living on the Central Oregon Coast in my life.
I tried and failed at reestablishing a special friendship with someone dear to me.
I reunited with my fifth grade teacher.
I built approximately 100 driftwood forts.
I got to know Reedsport really well.
I worked a construction job for four months and thoroughly enjoyed it.
I worked as an ad designer for a newspaper for three months and learned a lot.
I collaborated to produce 12 episodes of the Secret Coast Radio podcast.
I read approximately 125 books.
I walked the beach almost every morning I was in residence at the beach.
I taught three writing workshops.
I deepened the special friendships in my life.
I became friends with a chipmunk and a squirrel.
I spent more time with my parents than any other year of my adult life.
I collected approximately 800 pieces of beaverwood.
I reconnected with an old friend with Oregon City roots.
I became part of an art collective.
I had my first art show.
I always took the high road.
I broke even financially, but enriched myself substantially in the spiritual ledger.
I helped people.