I wish you all a Happy New Year
Firstly just a few words on Christmas, I am resisting a full-blown rant.
Most words that spring to mind begin with the letter ‘E’.
Excessive being linked to them all… not to mention the waste of food, paper, plastic, energy, time…..
Expense (leading to debt).
Eating (compulsion towards, leading to indigestion).
Enforcement (of jollity, a death to spontaneity, leading to depression).
Finally comes Exhaustion, especially for the females of our species.
But hey-ho it’s 2008, Christmas over at last. Only three hundred and fifty something days to go. Rejoice!
New Year Resolutions, 2008.
Does anyone else feel like me? Permanently rushed? Or rather pressured to be rushed? This seems sometimes to be a general state of being, not just a Christmas thing. From now on I want to live in praise of slow. There’s even a book with this title that I bought for my daughter for Christmas. V alerted me to the website and I have ordered the book through the library for myself.
The aforementioned book reminded me of one I bought for both my children last year which was How to be Free by Tom Hodgkinson, it’s a must-read for everyone. (I have mentioned it before in a blog).
I am going to Get More Sleep by indulging in far more Early Nights curled up with a Good Book and I am going to take more occasional Afternoon Naps when the fancy takes me. This is a very important resolution for me as I am in the habit of burning far too much of the midnight oil. It’s hard being a night owl and coming awake at night-time but I am going to try to change my ways for my health’s sake.
Also for my health’s sake I am going to eat more vegetarian meals. One of my favourite cookbooks is Rose Elliot’s Cheap and Easy, also mentioned before, I apologise.
I am also intending to drink less alcohol, restricting it to weekends only and sticking to Guinness and wine (but not together).
They all seem to be health-related, here’s one more.
Concerning my Sanity
I am going to watch less TV news. Need I say more?
Concerning the Spirit.
I am going to try and find the time for more regular meditation and relaxation, self-Reiki and the like.
Last but not least I’m going to dance to my own tune, nobody else’s. I most sincerely hope you do too, indeed please take it as my New Year’s wish for you all.
Before I go, a poem..
Will you remember these words, when you grow old?”
“I believe in your lips
but not in your tongue.
Your lips are salubrious
but venomous is your tongue.
It intoxicates those lips,
my guide of an eternal road
through the dark unknown –
a core languid with the burden
of the soul, and a soul languid
with the burden of the core,”
says an infant to the world.
The world whispered,
“My child, in your mother’s womb
you dream that you can make
the world dance, to your own tune;
Suddenly yours eyes open;
and you see the world as it really is,
the dead leaves floating in the wind,
in the human valley, plagued by the
ripening diversity, and decaying unity.”
No, my world!
“I shall never be hopeless,
whatever you may say.
I shall rhyme my life with the
rhythm of the God’s chime, and
row my boat of love over the human’s core
until their stream of abhorrence runs dry,”
sang the infant to the world.
But, my child, said the world,
“Will you remember these words, when you grow old?”
Bye for now,
Go mbeannai Dia duit,