New Year
It’s 2008 in Cyprus. Two hours and 23 minutes into 2008, to be exact. I suppose that for those of you in the US, if you happen to be reading this, you still have a few hours to go before you crack that champagne or whatever you do for new year’s. So, it gives me a chance to get first dibs at wishing you a wonderful new year.
2007 was a year I’d like to let go. Too many bad things happened in 2007, some of which are still ongoing. We can’t wipe away the past on new year’s eve, alas. But we can vow to start fresh with some things.
I’d like this to be a year of paying attention. Life is going by too quickly, and I need it to slow down right about now. I don’t know of any other way to slow down time except by paying attention. It’s not always possible, depending on the demands being levied on one, but I’d like to try. And therein lies the stuff of poetry, after all.
I wish you all out there in cyberspace a year of health, happiness and poetry. May you dream dreams, and may some of them come true. May your bodies carry your forward into the futures you’ve dreamed. May you wake to another morning, and another, and another, and may the sun be shining each time you awaken. May you be well. May you be at peace. May you be happy.
Happy new year, from my house to yours.
Lisa
Nicosia, Cyprus