My word for 2019 is ‘surprise’.
from Old French surprise “a taking unawares” (13c.), from noun use of past participle of Old French sorprendre “to overtake, seize, invade” (12c.)
I often like to plan things out and can be a bit of a control freak. This comes from a childhood need to try and create a sense of safety in a dysfunctional, often chaotic household.
But this year I am willing to let <some> things go where they may and to make the space for the unknown to emerge.
I don’t set resolutions at the New Year, but acknowledge the turning of the great wheel, from dark to light, and the portending of springtime, a time of growth and renewal.
I do choose a word for the year. My word for 2017 is ‘hope’.
Along with most of us, many of the big events on the world stage in 2016 certainly knocked me for a loop. I heard and read a lot about people falling into despair and the losing of hope. Some people seem to believe that it is naive to be hopeful in the face of bad news and calamitous events. But I’ve always been a ‘glass half full’ kind of gal. Let’s see what we’ve got here, where can we go from here and how can we make it better than it is now. That’s me. I look at the world as a realist, acknowledging the darkness when it is there and I am so grateful that I always, always come back to the brighter side of a situation.
As I did some final shopping for New Year’s Eve in my town yesterday, some unblossomed daffodils at the greengrocers tugged at my awareness each time I walked past. There was a box containing a few dozen bunches, rubber-banded together. Some had opened and were braving the grey and chilly day. On my way back home I chose three bunches that hadn’t opened yet. These about to open buds embody what hope means to me.
Hope is the expectation of a space for something to happen. Not necessarily a specific outcome, but something new that might just defy all expectations. Rather than a passive stasis of wishful thinking, hope feels active to me. A brave place of flux and tension, where something new and better can arise.
I believe that we can shape things for the better. I do not believe that we’re doomed to follow a downhill slope into a dystopian world. We can vision a brave new world and have a hand in making our place in it as kind and positive and good as we possibly can. How we each interact in our own small world of family, friends, environment, home and with all whom we meet, both human and critter, contributes to the shape of the big world and this is a very power full thing indeed.