I remember attempting to paint Vincent Van Gogh’s ‘Starry Starry Night’ at the tender age of eight, and thinking how perfectly those stars resembled tiny suns. It was as if night and day couldn’t help but blend themselves together into one far more intriguing, beautiful sky.
Tomorrow I will begin another chapter in my life, and the thought of moving forward into this new world terrifies me to no end. I will be in unfamiliar territory and I will not know anything with certainty. I will be lost, stumbling, fumbling, trying to find my way around (literally and metaphorically). I will be all alone, a tiny boat in a wide ocean. That’s alright though. Because even if nothing’s sure and steady anymore, I trust that the stars will guide me and that my heart will lead me the right way.
This is a piece I wrote some time ago about New Year Resolutions. Just thought that I’d share it with you peeps. Hope you enjoy 🙂
*** *** ***
I’ve always been cynical of New Year Resolutions. I mean, what gives New Year’s Day the right to be so special and so magical and so spectacular anyway? Sure, it’s at the start of the year, but what about the start of the day or the start of the week or the start of the month? Why don’t we ever make a big deal out of Breakfast Resolutions or Monday Resolutions or Monthly Resolutions?
We’re always so busy trying to rush through everything in pursuit of the ‘bigger picture’ that we fail to notice the beauty and significance of smaller things along the way. We forget about the box of matches that set off all those fireworks. We forget about the mountain of crumpled pages and drafts that had to be climbed before the novel could become as brilliant and effortless as it is today. We forget about the tiny names rolling in the credits that helped to seam up the film’s plot holes and costume holes and any other holes or rips or loose threads it encountered along the way. We forget that New Year Resolutions would be nothing without the resolutions we unwittingly make and achieve every single day, every single week and every single month of the year.
Grand finales are only possible because of the little steps we take. That’s why Breakfast Resolutions, Monday Resolutions and Monthly Resolutions are just as special, just as magical and just as spectacular as New Year Resolutions. That’s why small is big and ordinary is extraordinary.
2014 is almost over, and here we stand, balancing on the threshold, about to cross into the year of 2015 which promises us fresh beginnings and a chance to start over; a chance to forget the mistakes we’ve made and be reborn.
But we’re fooling ourselves if we think that a new year will miraculously bring about this new start we’re so eager about. Life is a continuous cycle and there is no such thing as a ‘reset’ button.
Instead the new year offers us something else; something better perhaps –
A second chance.
A second chance to learn from our mistakes. A second chance to pursue our passions, and to create new pieces of ourselves while rediscovering those pieces we’ve lost along the way.
Maybe 2015 will be a better year; maybe it won’t be. But that’s not important. What’s important is that we seize this second chance and work even harder to achieve those goals we could never seem to reach in 2014.
Fate is in our own hands, and if we want things to change for the better, we can’t just sit there and wait for the ‘magic’ of the new year to come around and change things for us. We ourselves must bring about that change we are so desperate for.
So, in 2015, let us continue striving. Let us continue writing our own sentences and constructing our own stories, even when the rest of the world insists on interrupting us with its monotonous commas and full stops.
Let no falter stop us.
Because here’s 2015. Here’s that second chance. Here’s us grabbing a hold of that second chance, and swinging our way into the futures that now await us in the distance.