It’s a new day
with a fresh batch of lines on another page
and I’m grateful for the beginnings we carve out in the long stretches of time
to mark and remember and celebrate.
Celebrate….my one little word for the last 365.
I called it a challenge from the start and it didn’t disappoint:)
I showed up to the spirit of the word most days
and gave myself a gentle pass when my heart just couldn’t dance,
knowing it would rise again soon to the rhythm of my joy still flowing.
And again and again I did.
Good enough, dear self. Good enough.
This year rolled in with a little word so clear that my belly jumped to a flop when I heard it.
Life whispered, “overcome” – with a twist.
And it’s the t w i s t that turned my heart to listen curious.
The way I’ve always heard it,
overcome feels like take the beach,
get over that wall, run at it again, and never accept defeat.
It feels hardbody and endurance and guts and glory and strength.
But it landed in me like a snowflake on my cheek.
Let my heart and hands fall
like a riverbank rushed over,
Let life flood over my defenses until I come again untamed.
I may shy to the new of coming loose from old moorings
but I want to show up to it all,
to raise my heart into the day
and wring out love like holy water
To say to the scared child of me
that you are not too small for this big world
….get on in, hands in the air, and grin into the windy turns.
Be overcome – this is how the best art is made.
Be brave enough to
be overcome this year.
“Life shrinks or e-x-p-a-n-d-s
in proportion to one’s courage.”
– Anais Nin
I’ve been gone for two months!
Good reasons for the hush but ready to wrap some things in words
to come back here and share.
I love getting to share this journey with you.
Thanks for being here:)