There are times you find yourself waiting for the moment when you can start over. And there are times when life tells you, by giving you no other choice, Time to wake up. That moment is here.
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.
I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted away.
Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them. But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.
When it comes to relationships and commitment there are some who will watch from the shore, some who will wade into it, and a few who will dive in head first into raging waters.
As I was enjoying the view, he was jumping. The thought of the water rushing into my lungs is almost paralyzing. But I have to wonder if this is one of those times when I should just let go, dive in and hope that the current doesn’t take me under.
Memory is the great deceiver. Perhaps there are some individuals whose memories act like tape recordings, daily records of their lives complete in every detail, but I am not one of them. My memory is a patchwork of occurrences, of discontinuous events roughly sewn together: The parts I remember, I remember precisely, whilst other sections seemed to have vanished completely.
Don’t expect to get anything back, don’t expect recognition for your efforts, don’t expect your genius to be discovered or your love to be understood. Act because you need to act.
Alright 2012. So far, I’m liking your style and I can tell you’re not like the others. Please don’t disappoint me. We can be so good for each other.
I acknowledge the privilege of being alive in a human body at this moment, endowed with senses, memories, emotions, thoughts, and the space of mind in its wisdom aspect.
Happy New Year, my lovelies!
Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly… And when I got it it turned to dust in my hands.
