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Sunday, January 01, 2006
5:00 AM: love & joy come to you [#] [2]
"now let's welcome the new year, full of things that have never been." (rilke)
so not a year-in-review post, but a year-yet-to-be.
i'm trying valiantly to stay up till dawn, as is my tradition: to see the first sunrise of the new year. i've been doing this so for 8 or 9 years, ever since i lived in pueblo, watching the twinkling city lights fade into purple then pink over the pueblo reservoir, or throwing those round spinning firecrackers into the river to dance beneath the water. even when sven & i stayed at the coast we would wait until the sky became more blue than black, then walk to the beach and light a sparkler, watching the sparks fall on the wet sand like stars. but this year seems easier: how did i used to stay awake before the internet? :)
i was very fond of this wish for the new year i found on neil gaiman's blog: "may your [year] be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. i hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. and i hope, somewhere in [2006], you surprise yourself."
don't forget to eat some black-eyed peas today!
Black eyed peas -- how could I have forgotten to eat those yesterday! And we're almost in the South (or we are in the south, depending on who you talk to around here.)
Although, in Colorado Springs, we used to have a New Year's Day party featuring posole for good luck.
Well, have a good one!
--you will be able to read this assuming I can figure out what this instant's Word Verification "word" is. (I'm never quite sure what I'm seeing, especially when the letters are run together. Is that an "r" or an "n"? Hmm, perhaps I'm not human after all. . .)
