in the midst of reflections, reviews, and lists on the year's best/worst of this and that, i am thinking, of course, of new beginnings. few moments hold more power than that instance, in which we decide to take a course different than the one before. i don't set new year's resolutions; i am much more in alignment with the less rigid, natural, waxing and waning of the universe. uncertainty, i am learning, has a kind of intrigue. and if indeed anything is possible, why not hope for, and act in the direction of the best?
a long time in the making, i remain committed to a process of self-definition that is unlimited by external expectations. practicing faith is not without its challenges; thankfully though, i am still standing--and every now and then, in fabulous, three-inch heels!
i am grateful; i forgive; i allow; i let go.
and i wish for each of us, a year of the courage to be who we truly are, and a willingness to move boldly into the unknown.