Welcome to a New Year . . . I quit making New Year’s resolutions years ago after always having the same three: eat better, exercise, loose weight. I finally figured it wasn’t worth it to decide that on January 1 I would commit to those resolutions when I obviously had not done so in the past.
I normally have many fresh starts throughout a year. I will begin projects or routines with enthusiasm anytime the mood strikes me. Some last for a while and others do not.
I make so many beginnings there never will be an end.
— Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888) American novelist, short story writer, and poet
I have been sporadic in publishing blogs this past year. I have started many—but couldn’t seem to finish them. Part of the reason was that my home office was in turmoil. It is hard to manage projects in different areas of creativity—especially when they all involve paper. As I added papers to each of these projects, everything grew out of control.
My blog files had been in a cute file folder basket with labels between the sections. However, after several years the files began to overflow and became disorganized. During the Christmas holidays, I decided I would reorganize my office in hopes of finding an efficient, clear way of managing my blog material.
I looked around my room and decided it would make the most sense to put the file folders in my large oak file cabinet. I chose a drawer and started pulling out everything in that drawer and putting it on the floor.
I would find a home for those files later. After the drawer was empty, I began thinking of broad classifications for all the blog material. This was quite helpful. It forced me to decide what category some of my writing falls into. Now, when I want to write about . . . creativity for example . . . I can pull out all the files in that group. It will help me make connections I would not have seen otherwise.
It took several weeks of slow, steady work—but I finished it! I am ready to complete all those “blogs in waiting.”
I love quotes and I still must organize the section of quotes. They are in several folders with no order as to what the quote is about. I am not sure this final quote fits with this blog, but I like it. It reminds me that seasons exist—both in the natural world and metaphorically for us. Everything is cyclical. No need to bemoan times when things are not as we wish, but rather notice the moments that call us to observe and be awakened to move forward.
Each new year is a surprise to us. We find that we had virtually forgotten the note of each bird, and when we hear it again, it is remembered like a dream, reminding us of a previous state of existence. How happens it that the associations it awakens are always pleasing, never saddening, reminiscences of our sanest hours. The voice of nature is always encouraging.
— Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862) American naturalist, essayist, poet, and philosopher
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