Friday, January 1, 2010
Last year at this time I felt like I was limping a tattered, used up soul over the year's finish line. 2009 was truly a clean start. I'm not sure how I got so lucky. I believe that angels have watched over me.
After heaving a suitcase out of the window, almost immediately a breeze blew in with weightless but precious treasures. Treasures that were mine with just a deep breath of the fresh air.
I met an angel, or an angel gave me a friend who was like me. I learned how to see tangible beauty in abstract pain.
I had to fight for my job, and it was healthy for me.
I tried, really hard, to let my loved ones look all the way into my eyes without pulling the invisible curtains across.
I embraced my husband and I told him I loved him and needed him every day, many times. We made a baby boy. This baby I carry into the New Year, truly the fruits of my labor in life
(and yet, I have not earned this, and yet, I have)
I look to 2010 with joy, gratitude and humility. I wish you all an adventure per day, wholeness of being, and love, love, love.