I hope everyone is happy, warm, and safe in their little time pocket of the multiverse!
If you signed up for the newsletter, I look forward to reading and sharing your New Year’s creative thoughts (if any). I’ve scheduled this post in advance, just in case I was able to make it to another realm for New Year’s. Thanks to those who participated.
Congrats to the winner, The Green Stars Project, who wrote a great post about liminal space that’s very fitting for this time of year. Become part of the Green Stars initiative!
The Green Stars Project New Year’s resolution: “My not-so-secret wish is to practice ethical consumerism and to also encourage others to do so. I have a specific plan, and I’ll know that it’s starting to work whenever I see another person writing a Green Stars review! My latest post, which starts with a brief discussion on liminal space, pretty much sums it up. https://greenstarsproject.org/2017/12/29/resolution/. Sometimes, perhaps when I’m faltering on my path a little bit, the universe sends me a sign – it usually comes from an animal. That’s kind of where it all started – with my cat and other animals. Baggins the cat is no longer on this plane (or maybe he is back on it in another form) but I think he still guides me.”
New Year’s Poem by Willow Croft:
“I think time is broken,”
you tell me, in my sleep.
It’s my 365th attempt to fix things
but our clocks are lives and years apart.
With each tinkering,
more pieces of me
pile up in the corners,
and I’m running out of places to hide
from monsters under the bed and
in real life.
So I seek my way out of these worlds.
At the harbour, I’ve missed the boat.
At the airport, I’ve missed the last plane out.
At the station, I’ve missed the train.
And my carriage never arrives
at its destination.
Always a day late and a dollar short
and a hundred years away from you
in the dark and cold
of another new beginning.
© Willow Croft 2017-2018
“One Hundred Years” by The Cure: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBtBD2WwvGY