December 31st, 2021

That seems to be about right...

​​It is New Year’s Eve 2021. That means it will be day 1 of 2022 tomorrow (Gregorian calendar). I remember being busy since the last Jan 1. Hmm. There was the writing… short stories, 2 more books done & half way through the 3rd in the series. Editing… ruthless, cleansing editing. The writing group… fun times guys. Learning curves… software, book covers. Workshops and conferences… brain is full!! Oh yes some non-writing stuff… costuming at Growl LOL! Heaps of people stuff… birthdays, weddings, funerals… Lots of feelings… tears, laughter, shouting, talking, forgiving, mending… ENDLESS maintenance of existence… baking, cleaning, shopping, coffee, tea, chats, naps. None of it was perfect or even remotely tidy. But it was just right. I never make New Year resolutions. Mostly because my resolves happen in increments, when I realise I no longer need a shape or skin I inhabited. But as it is customary, I will therefore aspire to flow like the river, connect like the wind, be as placed as a mountain, be opinioned as a forest, be as fragile as moss, be composed as clouds and smug as sunrise. It is the best I can do. Not perfect, but the best I can do.

Thank you to photographers  Julian Guttzeit and Alfred Schrock on Unslpash for their lovely photo stock.