Every end of the year finds us making resolutions, complimenting ourselves for surviving, and making plans for how the next time will be better, bigger and more fun. And sometimes it finds us picking up the pieces, looking at them in disbelief, trying to figure out how they all came together in the first place. Or it can find us in denial… Either way, here’s today’s batch of others’ thoughts that speak my mind..
It used to be that it did. What do you do when all logic is blown away?.. And creativity is paused.. Remembering who you are, maybe, and sticking to your guns?
But what if all the pieces come together in an unknown picture? Going back to the one thing that’s always been true might work… and putting on the realistic goggles… and hiding in plain sight.. no pity please!
But in the dark, it’s me I can’t fool…
And I wait for the second when enough is enough…
And keep telling myself that
For the tears to dry and the quiet to set in. And
And it all has to start fresh. Always with
Well…I haven’t gotten that far yet… but having a plan makes it feel less scary to grow new limbs. It will be clear where to from here… Soon. When the pieces are glued back in place, in a different or very much the same way… but, regardless, anew. The new face will be presented to the world like an emperor’s first born son, proud, hopeful, trusting… reborn.