The sugar high has subsided from Christmas, the cold is on it's way out and I have about a bazillion ideas to jump on in the next few weeks, which is about as far as I can plan ahead. Too strict of rules, too much structure stifles my creativity rather than keep it in bounds. Somehow, and under deadline, projects manage to reach a completion point without whips and chains and blinders. This may be a fresh realization about myself, that despite my repeated efforts to create schedule after schedule, plans which never stick, I manage to accomplish all, especially when unencumbered by what I think I'm supposed to follow - schedules and plans.
Actually I've been journaling a lot lately, reflecting on the year past and the months to come, assessing my progress and position to take advantage of the opportunities in front of me. I'm not much for New Year's resolutions. Change is constant and considered year round, as needed. Though I did move some furniture in the office over the weekend and the new arrangement feels decidedly promising, if only because it's different. What we believe is so relevant in our realities as to almost and very often displace what the reality might actually be, so that the desk in it's new spot might as well be covered in pixie dust for my positive emotion about the change.
I will say this for the New Year, the flip of the digit on the end; we've just traveled one full orbit around the sun, and closing my eyes I imagine the darkness of space, gravity suspended, cool and vast, and there's our little planet in all it's glory and defeat, gliding and turning around that gaseous orb of fire, another lap clocked. It's nothing short of miraculous. To zoom in close, break the atmosphere and focus down on our small lives, one in 7 billion, is to see the tiny speck of life we are in this immense structure in which we exist. How fortunate to be free of running that grand show. We get to improvise our own.
In the last month I have embarked on a new venture with the secondary goal of generating income from my creative endeavors (the first goal is to simply keep creating). Brave Mable, my cartoon alter-ego has landed on her own blog and Etsy shop and is off to a great start. The Typepad Shop, part of the blogging platform on which I run both this and Mable's blogs, has featured her shop among several other very impressive artists and creatives. It's a very exciting list to be on and feels, along with the re-imagined order of furniture, promising. But what appears most promising is the portfolio of work built in 2011, a base on which to build, proof in the theory that work pays off even if you're the only one to see it. There are no fresh starts in life. It's a continual process built day by day, one block atop another, math and vocabulary.
So with a promise to keep working, to keep my goal in sight, (and maybe get back to the gym), I embrace 2012 with much anticipation and excitement. I hope all of you have had a great bringing in of the New Annum and are looking forward to the months to come with a smile and determination to make every moment worth living.
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