As the years pass, all we need to achieve is there,
in the beginning, ready to be rediscovered.
The deepest secret, the greatest prize and the holiest of grails
is contained there, where it has always been,
Within our very existence, the essence of our being, our soul, our heart,
our precious breath, this precious moment.
Every year, I write hopes for the new year. This year, I find myself planning and hoping for the same things as the previous years. So in this precious moment and all the precious moments of 2011, and in the days, weeks, months and years BEYOND, I plan, aim, hope –
… to reach out to people.
… to cherish friends and loved ones with gratitude and honor.
… to renew and continue my crafts and creativity, my zest for life.
… to find time to rest and relax for my health and well being.
… to guide and prepare my kids for kindergarten, grade school, … life.
… to communicate more and question less, between hubby and me.
… to let myself be, to soar.
And the hope I really keep in my heart is that, in every single moment for another person, what I do is good, done well and it matters.
When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible…
We are the miraculous, the true wonders of this world
Free to choose our ends, and our new beginnings
That is when, and only when…
We come to it.
~ Maya Angelou