fresh start

a new year... although it is a somewhat artificial start to life, it allows me the illusion of possibilities, of hope, of writing on a blank page, starting anew with people, habits, intentions, etc. Somehow every January I reach into the new year thinking I will not be held back by apathy, fatigue, commitments, procrastination, stuff... the things that capture my hope and vitality on a daily basis. The new calendar year, like the new academic year bring possibility. In a world that can weigh me down with the pain, heartache and fear... today I see hope and a chance for joy.

like C. S. Lewis I long for a year where I am surprised by joy!