Happy New Moment
I have no New Year Resolutions.
Sweeping resolutions tend to get caught up with the dust bunnies as I go about cleaning the house.
So I sit here, melting wax. Creating.
Don't get me wrong ... I'd love for 2012 to be the year, my year, where I find out who I am and my perfect niche to make me thousands of dollars and lose 10 pounds and....
I'm drowning before I get to the water.
Instead, one moment follows the next and I try to find myself in each one. I practice not slipping into concerns about what was or fears about what might be. This breath, this letter I type, this pressure I feel between my legs and the chair...this is my new year. My new moment. Each moment.