I've never been one to make resolutions at the beginning of the new year. It just seems to be a vehicle to set myself up for failure. Grand ideas. Drastic changes. Immediate dismissal of all bad habits, to be replaced by a whole new set of better ones. Lose 40 pounds by Valentine's Day. Not a recipe for success for me.
On the other hand, I am a sucker for a fresh start, a new beginning, a clean slate. I love a blank canvas. And that's how I greet the new year. I leave the past year with gratitude for its lessons and experiences and opportunities, and turn to the new year, with all of its possibilities.
Anything seems possible. Anything is possible. There is magic in that, isn't there? And somehow, at the beginning of the year, when all is clean and new, it seems like a world of opportunity. Fruit ripe for the picking. All I have to do is reach out and take it. It's mine, mine, mine.
If I were to state a resolution for the year, I think it would be to hang on to that optimism for the whole year through. Now, that is an intention I can get behind.
In other news, I was thrilled when Jenny asked me to kick-off the new year as a Crescendoh guest curator. You'll find me over there all week long, sharing my story and providing links daily to other people and groups that inspire my creative journey. I hope you'll hang out over there with me this week, and join me back here, too. I'm working on some new paintings, playing in my journal, and avoiding resolutions. Who's in?