Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

There are a lot of good things that happened this year. Evan graduated from high school, I went to school and got my massage therapy license, Honey loves me again, I lost my guilt, and I moved out and into my own home with Bradley as my accomplice. But like I have said, it was a year of sadness, of lost hope, of rejection and confusion. It has been exhausting. I am so glad it has a name. 2012.

 I am finished with you, 2012.

So when asked about my resolution for 2013, I have a few. I am determined to see the world through healthy eyes. To evaluate my self with love and acceptance and awareness. I am hopeful that I can be at least on the road to being whole and smart and good and, well, holy. Holy to me will be living with no guilt, no regret, no ignoring my small voice that says this is good and this is bad. My Jiminy Cricket. I will have expectations and hope. I will.

I want to listen to love songs. I want to juice carrots and apples and take care of my body. I want to run and ride a bike and do my yoga. I want to pray more and learn to meditate the way that is right for me. I want to not live in fear of being lied to. I want to read again. Everyday. I will change these patterns, these cycles. I will howl at the moon. Well no. I will more likely look at the stars and put my hand on my heart and cry.

I will be present in this moment. Right here, right now, with you.

Happiest of New Years. Come quickly, 2013. Sweep me off my feet.