A New Year Begins, Again.

The day gets lighter, though the sky is dark.

This soft light marks the dawning of a new year,

2025

The rain falls lightly.

Tears of joy or pain?

Maybe both….

How do I find a light that excites me to 

Begin again?

In a world that feels broken,

Full of confusion and consumption?

People feeling plagued by addictions, 

& unsteady states of mental health

swallowing us up.

Diming our light. 

How do I muster up the energy again this year?

Searching for answers

I reach out.

I reach in.

I flail like a fish out of water.

I step outside…

It is here that I feel a space within 

Open.

Desire spreads her arms for a warm embrace.

I look at the horizon 

See the open sky above the treeline,

More space.

More possibilities.

I scan the forest full of trees.

Their grace and strength, 

So unwavering.

So steady.

So resilient.

I feel the cool air on my skin,

Reminding  me how alive I am.

Reminding me to get out of my head.

Reminding me to  make room for unseen miracles 

To move through me,

Smooth and quiet, 

like water moving through water.

I remind myself of all that is good in this life.

I name them so they echo inside,

Crowding out the harshness.

FIlling the emptiness,

The sadness,

The despair.

Giving a little light to the darkness.

A deep inhale moves the  light,

Spreads the light,

Ignites the light.

Ahhh, hope arrives,

Again. 

Like a dear friend from my childhood,

Picking up where we last left off.