It’s a new day.
A new year.
Anything is possible.
I begin 2007 the way I begin every new year–with open arms, expectant, eager to celebrate both the ordinary and the spectacular. Savoring simplicity, delighting in the ones I love and who love me. Amazed by g r a c e, grateful for my wealth–and that it’s not measured in dollars and cents, but by people, relationships, that matter. Imagining what lies ahead, knowing all will not be “good”, which is okay, because that’s life, and I’m thankful for it. Hopeful for continued transformation…a life of balance and generosity and compassion and love, that sounds pretty good to me.
I wish you so much more than happiness in the New Year–I wish you contentment and joy and peace and laughter, to me as vital as oxygen.
As an afterthought, this familiar prayer of St. Francis expresses beautifully the essence of what I was trying to convey, only much more eloquently and succinctly:
- Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
- where there is hatred, let me sow love;
- where there is injury, pardon;
- where there is doubt, faith;
- where there is despair, hope;
- where there is darkness, light;
- and where there is sadness, joy.
- O Divine Master,
- grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
- to be understood, as to understand;
- to be loved, as to love;
- for it is in giving that we receive,
- it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
- and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Let it be.