Ode to New Beginnings

thoughts for a new year

A self-diagnosed New Beginnings addict. I relish
In the fresh start, the clean slate, the blank canvas, The New Year.
Dizzying daydreaming and playful planning. A delicious way to entertain
An idle mind. Long have I pined after the person that’s lying-in-wait under the person I currently am. A shedding of myself to unearth (presumably) a realer self,
A more better self. Learning to back handspring in third grade
And finishing that novel I started and booking 5 acting jobs.
Most times, in the most laughably boring way, the fresh start is
diet, diet, diet, fat, fat, fat, muscle, muscle, muscle, abs, abs, abs.
An exhausting regurgitation of society’s hollow reason
We should all hate the breathing miracle of our bodies.

But here I find myself digressing toward Resolution
(rhymes with Pollution). But a New Beginning isn’t a Resolution.
It’s not that dirty. It’s the smallest spark of hope. The seedling
Of an idea. What if? Planted in mystery and doing…something?
Yesterday is gone and something else has replaced it. Perhaps
That Something Else can be painted a different hue than bygone days.
Maybe change is possible. Maybe New awaits us. And even if it doesn’t
And today is the same as yesterday, the thought is the hope.
The idea of a blank canvas is sometimes better than the painting.
And that’s just fine.

So whether your heart looks forward to the newness of this year, this month,
This week, this day, this hour or
You are perfectly content with being perfectly content,
I pray you find eyes of joy to see through either. Both.
For what it’s worth I think we, zany little monkeys that we are, could do
With a dash of hope that accompanies a New Beginning. A collective hope.
And throw away those Resolutions (rhymes with Pollutions).
While still relishing the delight of what is now. It’s a tightrope balance beam
Nearly impossible to walk. But that’s what I intend to do.
Hold space for New Beginnings while knowing the core of me,
The core of you, the realest bits, are divinely perfect and perfectly divine.
No modifications needed.

Oh! And finally learn to do a back handspring.