In 2014, I set intentions.
I am going to love harder, but not need hard love.
I am going to be fluid in a way that doesn’t belittle the beauty of discipline.
I am going to understand better my boundaries, my edges, my swinging pendulums, my centers.
I am going to let indulgence be just that, and take full pleasure in its fleeting nature.
I am going to be patient and hold my fire, knowing that holding it doesn’t temper me, but strengthens me.
I am going to know myself better, but not let that quest become an excuse for isolation and intolerance of others.
I am going to get out of my own way and allow myself to be incandescent.
I am going to let appreciation melt into reverence.
Happy New Year, everyone.