Happy New Year everyone! It’s good to wake up to a brand new day and a brand new year. Did you do anything special for New Year’s Eve?? We had a quiet, stay-at-home night; we watched some favourite movies and brought in the New Year with a glow-stick dance in the backyard. That was brought to an abrupt halt by our delightful neighbour loudly calling our 13-year-old daughter a ‘retard’ because she was dancing, rather joyfully, around the backyard covered in a dozen glow sticks. He’s a charming man.
Do you have any resolutions? I do, the first being that I will stop fantasising about murdering my neighbour and burying him in a shallow ditch somewhere :o>
I want to smile a whole lot more. I want to laugh, loudly. To let the trauma and grief of previous years heal. This is my big resolution. The joy is there, under the surface of grief, but it’s there. I just need to coax it out. Priority One.
Words. I’ve fallen in love with words. Poetry is appealing to me more and more. I love how words come together to form symphonies on the tongue. I came across a post on FB this morning which quoted T. S. Elliot.
“O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark,
The vacant interstellar spaces, the vacant into the vacant,
The captains, merchant bankers, eminent men of letters,
The generous patrons of art, the statesmen and the rulers,
Distinguished civil servants, chairmen of many committees,
Industrial lords and petty contractors, all go into the dark.”
Isn’t it wonderful. This year I want to spend more time with words.
Of course I want to save the world and make it a better place. To see the end of greed and cruelty. To see the moneyed few become the moneyed majority.
And I want to make wonderful quilts. Quilt that I am proud to have made and are full of fun, joy and happiness.