I’ve been doing some thinking of late. What do I want for myself in the coming year. How does that differ from a list of new year’s resolutions?

When I think of resolutions, they tend to be one of two things.

1. Something I want to give up
2. Something I’ve said I want to do but never get around to doing it.

Many years ago I sold a beautiful violin so that I could go to writing school. Which I did. I received a certificate in fiction writing from the local university. But I never wrote. Never. Hated keeping journals, not to mention tell stories.

After getting sober (post writing school), I found a group called the SCA. And suddenly I couldn’t stop sewing. I created all manner of Hollywood medieval garments and eventually started drafting my own patterns and creating really good reproduction clothing. One day as I was sitting stitching until my fingers bled I realized that I never typed until my fingers bled. I had felt guilty for years about not writing and it had shown up on many a resolution list. But it occurred to me that if I had really wanted to write, I would have. What I clearly wanted to do was stitch until I could stitch no longer. That usually meant that I’d turned four finger tips into hamburger and run out of fingers to ruin on the left hand so off to bed I would go, Rescue Remedy cream working it’s wonders while I slept so I could stitch again the next day.

I am tired of resolution lists. There is nothing upstream about them. It feels like something I’m forcing myself to do against my will. I need to flow downstream with things that feel truly right. I need to visualize myself in the life I dream for myself and let the details be taken care of by the Universe. By love. As I type this I see this golden light beckoning. Really.

Manifestation for 2008

I see myself happy. I’m getting enough sleep, I’m taking care of my body and my spirit in all the ways I can, ways that call me to them.  I’m in love and the love is returned, we are committed to a goal as a pair.  I have a lovely office with a window that houses me in my new, better paying job.  I see myself in France in the autumn visiting my brother and his family, eating amazing meals that I will never forget.  I am surrounded by love and I emit love.  My spiritual life continues to flourish and more people of like mind surround me than ever before.  I flow with the seasons of the earth, my mother, my home.  I bring health and happiness to the critters in my care.  I give without expectation of receipt.  I live in love.