Years gather as links in a chain, some unremarkable, some adorned with jewels, and some bearing the marks of hardship. 2018, for me, would have an arrow shaped charm, pointing upwards, as this year heralded many firsts – a rebirth of sorts.
For 2019, I pray to keep the momentum rolling – that I will continue to create and discover, and that as a writer, I will grow. I look forward to much of what lies ahead, my heart full of gratitude.
The responses to this week’s challenge have brought me much inspiration and comfort this week – words, like elixirs, soothing my soul. I’d like to share some of them here, and ask that you click on the blog name to read the full passage.
From parallax: “There is no point,/ at which to turn,/ though, to be fair,/ there’s always a moment to savour…”
Proscenium reaffirms how much this blogging community means.
Stuff and what if… reminds that “Passions still alive / As the winds of change / Flux and flow”
Willow Poetry offers: “counting quality“.
one letter UP captures the ups and downs of aging: “oozing with wisdom.“
Sgeoil recommends “All Things Consoled” by Elizabeth Hay, a book that resonates with my current life circumstance.
The Bee Writes reiterates the importance of setting “concrete” steps towards achieving a goal, and that “perception is everything.”
Culture Shocks considers the symbolism of fog as representative of how we transition into the new year.
Thank you to all who have participated. Sharing this journey with others makes it all that much more valid.
See you tomorrow for another challenge.