Well, hello 2012.
We've been thinking about you for ages. You're pretty special, but I think you know that already. There is much myth and magic (and to be fair, also a hearty dose of trepidation) wound around those numbers of yours. Oh yes, 2012. You're epic.
2012. Letting go. Releasing. Allowing.
Breathing in and breathing through.
2012. Bringing forth. Sparking the flame. Welcoming. Beginning. Dreaming and creating.
Finding the joy in this moment – this fleeting, whisper of time.
The flow of out and in, old and new.
The spinning of dreams.
This year I am looking beyond my limits, beyond what is, to whatever I dream can be.
Hello, 2012. I'm so glad you're here.
Oh, yes. This will be good.