This weekend I bought two CDs--those ones they feature at the kiosks in target where you press the picture and hear a sample of the music. I bought one featuring Mozart compositions played on violins; the other is a piano version of Beethoven. I find classical music to be very relaxing. I draw a bubble bath, light a scented candle or some incense and turn on classical music. It's my personal, affordable spa experience.
One of my hopes for the New Year (I refuse to use the term "resolution") is to blog more often and to be more creative in my writing. Maybe relaxation is a way to tap my right brained-ness. I don't know if it helps, but it can't hurt.
I do know that I am ready to pack up 2008 and put it to rest. It's been a hell of a year--too much in the way of turmoil. Another hope is that 2009 will be a better year, even in spite of Amy going to Iraq.
I read a small article this morning about a new year's celebration or ritual (?) in which you can shred something you want to forget about 2008. The article listed some samples of the choices people were making. Some were shredding bank statements; one person was shredding a lone sock that he found in his dryer. As for me, I think I might shred the following: pictures of my daughter's former fiance, a Christmas card that I received complaining about our family dynamics, the many unkind and small minded articles that appear all too often. In fact, I might decide to shred my entire calendar. There were some good things about the year, but those are already imprinted on my heart. The rest of the year can be put to rest. It's time to move forward.
2 comments:
Dear Hi Dee,
I like the new name of your blog. I will change my link to reflect this.
I like your writing - it is very good always - but what makes it stand apart from the countless others i have seen is:
Your Writing comes from your heart. I never have to think 'does she really mean this' because I know you do. You are my best student of 2008 because of that. I want people to write from the heart - to write about what they care about. You have already mastered that.
Since I don't know the exact day I met you - I will have to just treasure 2008 as the year I met you.
It has been a joy to read your work and your comments. Thank you for coming into my life.
I once hung around a bunch of Wicca people who would have a burning ceremony on New Year's. They would write down their hopes and dreams on a piece of paper and throw it in a black cast iron pot and burn a the pieces of paper. I wrote on my piece of paper that I wanted to move to the southwest. A few months alter I moved from Markham to Frankfort. SO IT DOES WORK. but enough silliness - have a couple of mocktails and starting writing in the new year.
Frank
P.S. maybe you could use the picture of the girls celebrating as your new banner on your blog.
I hope you have a wonderful New Year...
I am feeling a bit slow because I've never heard of Calliope - well, I could be pronouncing it wrong and I'm too lazy to look it up. :D
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