Lost people. Lost jobs. And lost dreams.
For many, 2011 was a year that fundamentally changed their lives. Even those with the strongest foundations quaked.
From the Arab Spring to Occupy Wall Street, the old ways of life were challenged on a collective level.
From the loss of those people, values and material assets that we held dear, the old ways of life were challenged on an individual level.
Some, shaken and stirred, remained standing. Others, like my fabulous father-in-law, were swept away as the solid mountain is inexorably washed away by the river of time. A few, like my Dad with his gritty determination, still cling precariously to the last few moments of the old year.
What will this new year be like? I wonder…
A friend said to me that 2011 was a year in which God held a clearance sale. All those things that no longer served their purpose in our lives were cleared out.
And that, of course, makes space for all that is new to come into our lives because change is not loss…it’s only different.
Throughout 2012 there will be loose ends from the previous cycles in our lives to tie up and pack neatly away. While I quake at the thought of what those final losses may mean, mostly I look forward to 2012 with a flicker of hope that can, with very little effort, burst into a flame of excitement at the new adventures that await.
A new year with twelve months...what’s so fearsome about that?
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
May 2012 be a year of clean endings, peaceful transformations
and of seeking dreams, both old & new.