This year also marks the start of a new decade, which I hadn't thought about until I realized it's been two decades since I quit drinking and started living.
New Year is a return to the eternal beginnings. Back to where there is only hope and promise and enthusiastic, well-intentioned energy. Back to the original big-bang-back-seat cosmic conception.
What is your new 2010 personal theme song? Picking one that means something to you, that you can sing and hum even when luck doesn't seem to like you, will bring you joy.
I had hoped to be out in front of the pack with some pithy prophecies of my own, but the holidays got in the way. Turns out the only thing I'm better at than prognostication is procrastination.
We no longer see ourselves as active and response-able participants in the connective universal plan, but rather, the boss of it. Ironically, this leaves us feeling disturbed, disempowered, disconnected.
There is something very human, and certainly very American, about wanting to start anew. Hope still lives, idealism will not be crushed, the dream of a better America will not die.
If you want something in your life to be different than the way it is, if you want to create different results, powerful results, there is one sure fire way to pull it off, but it's going to cost you something.