2015 is the Year of the Cherry Blossoms
This year's theme is regrowth and positive renewal. Cherry blossoms are such a lovely symbol of the hope that every spring the world is made new once more, and it comes alive again no matter how harsh the previous winter may have been. Tiny strands of pink flowers welcome the earth into the joys of spring every year with awe-inspiring beauty and delicacy. I think their ferocity is a genuine miracle of nature; they're truly magical. Yet they show up every year reliably, that's what spring is all about. There's no magic about it, really. Springtime comes again whether you hope or despair that it will. Still, I choose hope.
No New Year's Resolutions for me this year - nothing specific, anyway. This year will be about getting my shit together, finding out exactly what the fuck I'm doing in life now. Life ahead without children likely in my future? Life ahead with the divorce from Ian this year (we haven't filed yet just for practical reasons). I see an open road and the chance to make my own choices about where I hope it will take me. Right now I don't have a clear picture of that destination, but the view from the road is a familiar one with the faces of my beloved friends and adventuring companions alongside me.
Of course I have some vague notions of the usual small improvements I'd like to make: Restore my yoga routine. It's so good for my body, and managing the physical effects of how I carry stress around with me. A few local chums may be interested in becoming my Yoga Buddies in some classes, which might be good for me. In terms of giving something back to the world, I've gotten into a nice routine of donating blood every time I'm eligible, and I'd like to keep up with that. I know there's more I can do to give back to my community, and it's easy -- and just a matter of actually doing it. We'll see on that.
Year of the Cherry Blossoms: It reminds me of that scene in "Excalibur" when they've found the Grail and come riding back into Camelot once more. Not a bad image to take with me.
Trace
No New Year's Resolutions for me this year - nothing specific, anyway. This year will be about getting my shit together, finding out exactly what the fuck I'm doing in life now. Life ahead without children likely in my future? Life ahead with the divorce from Ian this year (we haven't filed yet just for practical reasons). I see an open road and the chance to make my own choices about where I hope it will take me. Right now I don't have a clear picture of that destination, but the view from the road is a familiar one with the faces of my beloved friends and adventuring companions alongside me.
Of course I have some vague notions of the usual small improvements I'd like to make: Restore my yoga routine. It's so good for my body, and managing the physical effects of how I carry stress around with me. A few local chums may be interested in becoming my Yoga Buddies in some classes, which might be good for me. In terms of giving something back to the world, I've gotten into a nice routine of donating blood every time I'm eligible, and I'd like to keep up with that. I know there's more I can do to give back to my community, and it's easy -- and just a matter of actually doing it. We'll see on that.
Year of the Cherry Blossoms: It reminds me of that scene in "Excalibur" when they've found the Grail and come riding back into Camelot once more. Not a bad image to take with me.
Trace