The first day of a new year always feels a bit odd to me, a day suspended at the starting line and gathering the energy to leap into the race. Everything about the upcoming year is as yet open and unsullied. Like a blank sketchbook or journal, anything is possible and available. May your year start off with meaning and joy and grow from there!
Here we are, at the very final hours of the year. 2021 will soon be behind us. We will enter the new year with 365 days of unknowns to be dealt with. Throughout the year there will be all the usual ups and downs, plus delights and sorrows which will catch us off guard. I wish all of you a year filled with more ups and delights, and lots of laughter and success to offset the downs and sorrows. Happy New Year!
What will you do in your free time these final two weeks of the year? Nest? Rest? Create? Hike? Declutter? The end of the year can bring out the urge to tackle things set aside all year, as if that final stretch provides the incentive needed to get things done. To see the year out on an upswing of activity and completion before the new year begins.
I still have work days scattered around the holidays, yet it feels as if they are smaller than normal, eating up less of my time. An illusion that persists year after year. I have more I would like to do than will actually be able to fit in, it is always so. Day trip here, sort and clean there, meet up with friends and so on.
Thirteen days, then out of this year and into the next. Make the most of them that you can, as they will not be able to be done again.
2021. Many of us are saying “Phew!” at the ending of the old year. I like to get out on New Year’s Day for a lung and head clearing hike. For me it starts the year off in the right direction This park is just up the street from our house, and yet hadn’t come up on my Alltrails app, until yesterday I thought it was just a playground and ball field. I also like to tackle tasks immediately, cleaning, DIY or holiday wrap up. For some reason that first day of the new year feels like one that needs to be optimized to the fullest. With this year starting on a Friday, that productivity can extend into the weekend so that even more can get undertaken.
This coming year will have its share of ups and downs, but on this first weekend it all feels pristine and full of potential. No doubt why so many outlandish resolutions are made, everything seems possible! I prefer to make intentions, this year I have created a challenge board for myself based on the bingo card layout. On it I have a bunch of things I intend to do over the next 12 months. Items like: buy a swimsuit (haven’t had one in years!), go to a new museum, spa day (once they re-open), write a letter a month (a real letter that gets a stamp and envelope!), grow my newsletter email list, to name a few. It felt like an approachable way to be accountable and make progress. And was a fun way to look at what I want to achieve this year. May your year start off with calm and beauty, and be filled with adventure and laughter.
We are reaching the final days of this most unusual year. Now we need to trust that the year ahead will be a less unsettling one, that it is full of sanity, kindness and movement in positive directions. I am unlikely to stay up until midnight, I haven’t in years, though I might lock up the silver before bedtime to be sure 2020 doesn’t make a last grab. I know there are still rough patches ahead as we continue dealing with the pandemic, that masks will be an everyday item for some time, and that nearly half the country will balk at any suggestion of social responsibility to help things get wrapped up. It won’t be any easy year as we have an inkling of what needs to be done, whereas a year ago we had no clue what 2020 would bring.
This clock was laying in the yard of a boarded up house. I think it is an accurate image for this year, one in which time seems to be an afterthought most days. Tossed aside, as there are few places we need to be going, and little to be on time for. Here we are, just passed the eleventh hour, beyond the reach of spring, summer and nearly autumn. There is a different feel in the air, less a holiday one than a “what’s next” mood. It seems the whole year has been one odd, unexpected, bizarre thing after another. But are we ready for 2021, are we really?