Well, it is that time of year again when the reflection starts.
This past year as been a blur. I had hoped at the start of the year for certainty, and to know my own mind. I am leaving this year behind with certainty and a strange affection for the uncertain. I have clarity where there was none and faith in knowing that everything will work out for me in the place if that lack of clarity.
I am leaving this year stronger than when I had started it. I started the year embarrassed by myself and my talents, now I look upon them with a strange pride I have never known.
Yes I have lost and gained this year, and the clarity and desires that has birthed have me fired up ready for the next year. Which I will persevere with my energy, enthusiasms and motivations.
I am looking back, only so briefly at this year as it blurs past me faintly; instead I find myself engrossed in the happiness of my now and dreaming of the wondrous vortex of possibilities to align into my next year and my now to be ever more abundant in all the wonderful desires and stories that I know are coming to me.
I have scarcely slept in my excitement, even in the now of the moment without looking forward at the specifics, I just know that some great adventure is coming.
There is so much wonder to come. There is a whole universe waiting, full of stories and amazing ideas and adventures.
It is like the flicker of a candle flame, it does as it pleases. Adventure will always lap at the heels of those looking with eyes of hope.
With all the luck of adventure.