I sat this morning, with twinkling lights, a cat on my lap and a cup of my favourite tea. Up by 6am I was happy to sit and welcome a new day and a New Year in simply and quietly. We had a peaceful Hogmanay, still flattened by the cough and cold we have been sharing, we were tucked up in bed by 9.45, happy to be cosy with a good book, a wee sniff of whiskey and chatting about nonsense as we do. A change indeed from a couple of decades ago where my twenty year old self would have scoffed at our non-celebratory page turn into 2014.
My Great Grandfather made this ship, The Victory and it sits next to my place in our living room. This morning I found myself pondering my journey and the winds that set my course this way and that. Deep thoughts indeed but I am hopeful for what this coming year may bring.
As always I will try to take each day one at a time, whilst still keeping an eye on the bigger picture. No New Years Resolutions here, but I am choosing a word in the hope that it will guide me somewhat. There are areas of my life that I wish to take more notice of. My creativity, my relationships, my health. So the word Nurture is my focus for this year. A small and simple word which I hope will bring about a gradual shift in my attention.
I found this poem which reflects my thoughts for the coming year.
“May Light always surround you;
Hope kindle and rebound you.
May your Hurts turn to Healing;
Your Heart embrace Feeling.
May Wounds become Wisdom;
Every Kindness a Prism.
May Laughter infect you;
Your Passion resurrect you.
May Goodness inspire
your Deepest Desires.
Through all that you Reach For,
May your arms Never Tire.”
I hope your soul feels replenished for this New Year. Thank you for visiting and reading and I look forward to sharing more with you in the coming months.
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