In a few short days,
I'll be looking up at a whole new set of stars.
Piecing together constellations in the southern hemisphere,
staring at the sky from a different corner of the world,
in awe.
A full moon.
On Christmas.
I can think of few better ways
to celebrate the end of the year,
and the beginning of a new one.
I'll be splashing around on the shores of Australia,
awaiting news from home on the arrival
of my niece or nephew.
And with that,
It will have been a year
that feels complete.
There were moments so joyful,
I wanted to call in the trumpeters
and pound on a snare drum
and dance until the tread on my shoes wore thin!
And yes, there were times during which
the noises of day were replaced
with a sterile silence.
Sometimes, that's just the way a day goes.
And you know. That's okay.
I learned that in order to welcome in the new:
new love, new friends,
new growth, new appreciations;
you have to make space by
emptying out the stuff that doesn't
fill you up anymore.
After all, what good is a heart that has
reached maximum capacity,
if the existing thoughts and feelings
inhabiting it are stale?
There's just no time for that.
Make the space for a full heart.
xo
