I, for one, am happy 2013 is over and done. A steady diet of lies and cruelties large and small, loss, betrayal, fear, and a multitude of other negative and destructive emotions has met an arbitrary end. I've thought that 2013, with its ending digits of 13, might have been worse only if the year was 666. I'm glad it's done. There are still connections with the ex-husband but the contacts are getting to be fewer and fewer, and that's a very good thing for my mental and physical health.
I'm looking into 2014 with a fresh and renewed mind and spirit. I've resumed daily meditation. After abandoning my yoga practice last February, I'm ready to begin again. I also stopped writing in my journal when the worst of the pain abated, but will once more pursue it daily, even if only to record the many things I am grateful for. Won't you join me in noting one thing you count as a blessing, something you can at least grudgingly cut a notch for on the positive side of your life's balance? Even on my darkest days I could find a pinpoint of light to guide me. Your own beacon is flickering and beckoning to you.
Thought of the day:
Afoot and lighthearted I take to the open road, healthy, free, the world before me. (Walt Whitman)