Reinvention

It is New Year’s Eve. I generally don’t like New Year’s Eve much. I think the very best New Year’s Eve I have ever had was one in my early twenties when I went to a Prince concert with my friend Tammy. Now THAT was exciting.

The rest of them have been, well… a chore.

However, I am looking forward to this one. Not for any particular reason, but I am ready to put 2009 to bed and usher in 2010 with as much pomp and circumstance as I can muster. See, I think there are big things ahead for 2010. I can almost feel it. I feel changes coming, I feel improvements, and I feel potential.

2010 feels like high time to do what I’ve only ever dreamed about. A good year to stop say “why” and start saying “why not?”.  I am going to reinvent a lot of old ideas that have hit the backburner. I am going to do things that I have only talked about, going to dust off some old projects that need to be revisited, and I’m going to set about packing more and more and more into every waking moment.

And, I’m going to sleep less.

That is not a threat, but a promise. I am going to sleep a lot less and get a lot more accomplished in 2010. I am going to move through each day with purpose, and I am going to be the captain of my own soul. And I’m going to take others with me on an odyssey onward and upward.

Where is this all coming from? I don’t know. I do know that I stared blankly out my bedroom window today, suffering with one of the worst headaches I can remember. When my eyes were closed, I was seeing shooting lights behind the lids, when they were opened, streaking black crossed my vision. I was in pain, I was scared, and I was kind of a zombie.

I stared out the window looking at the bleak landscape. It was overcast and rainy, dreary and dark. Not an uplifting picture by any means. But then someone magically appeared in the tree in front of me and actually stared me down.

My red cardinal.

He was there with his mate, hopping around in the oak tree outside my bedroom window. His stark red peppered the landscape like blood on a newspaper and he took my breath away. It was as if I was being sent an angel, a reminder that all was well, all would be just fine.

Everytime the cardinal has appeared, better days have followed.

I am convinced that the best is yet to be.

Bring on 2010.

Happy New Year!