If you live long enough, you’ll have some of all of the above. And no matter what kind of a year you’ve had this year, I hope you can agree with this thought:
Maybe you’re not so sure about that, or perhaps you can accept it only by acknowledging the idea that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. But consider this:
You’re still here. You’ve survived. Perhaps you’ve even thrived, but in any case, you know more now than you did last year at this time. You have a few more tools in your workshop, a few more tricks up your sleeve.
If you’re ending this year on a “down” note, I’m sorry–and believe me, I’ve had a stretch I look back upon now, and call “los Anos de los Muertos,” the “Years of the Dead,” when I lost my small business, then lost another career, and six of the dearest souls in my life departed this world, one right after another. Bad years SUCK.
|The fallow field is lying in wait, growing more fertile, even when it seems barren.|
But even if your creative “field” is fallow and you’re not sure you’ll ever make any kind of art again, remember that there’s a season for everything. Like a pruned-back plant, I came out of those “Years of the Dead” with renewed vigor. It took a while, but my creative life is more rich and exciting now than it ever has been in my life. It can be that way for you, too.
So, on this New Year’s Eve I hope you are well, happy, and prospering. But even if you’re not, I pray that you are wiser. Stronger. Still standing. Learning, and growing.
Tonight we hit the RESET button. Best wishes for an awesome New Year!