Today I’m beginning my first work week of the new year! Yesterday capped off our two-week holiday vacation with family and togetherness, and the children’s first day back to school is definitely bittersweet. We’ve enjoyed a wonderful and sometimes challenging holiday season with many moments of joy with my babies, as well as a few moments of grief and melancholy. I don’t know where that comes from or why I still experience it, but I’ve learned to accept the feelings my spirit seems to need and allow myself the grace to live in each moment as part of our on-going process.
My lettering practice is the start of a Ralph Waldo Emerson poem I read today. It’s serving as a great reminder to savor each moment and each day. To embrace it for whatever it brings and to leave it fully spent. A very apt goal as I start 2016.
Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
This new day is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on the yesterdays.