"I've been letting my mind wonder at night. My thoughts should have a curfew." Am Kidd

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Here comes the New Year

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January opens
The box of the year
And brings out days
That are bright and clear.
And brings out days
That are cold and gray,
And shouts, "Come see
What I brought today!"

Leland B. Jacobs

Here it is.  A brand new year. A brand new January. What is it about this date that makes everyone stop and have a look? For most its a clean slate, a chance to start over and try to avoid making old mistakes. For others its a day like any other, life stinks and no matter what the calendar says, it will continue to stink.  Sort of like looking at the half empty or half full glass, right?

As a teenager I used to keep a Diary into which I'd pour my laughs and my tears. Remember those? Small, square with a tiny metal key?

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Those Diaries are long gone. All that remains are a couple of keys as a memento from a faithful confidant. 

I started keeping a Diary again in 1992. I was going through some difficult times and I needed to express myself without worrying about how it was going to be perceived or understood. I can honestly say that putting my thoughts on paper truly helped me understand and cope with many things. Spoken words seem to fly away, written words stay, we have a chance to go over them without altering their meaning or message. I continued this Diary journey until December 2009. I am not sure why I stopped, perhaps I was sailing through calmer waters. Perhaps I found my entries monotonous and non-eventful. However, looking back, I regret not having continued to write. As normal and predictable as my life may be, I still like to read past entries and have a glimpse at my then state of mind. It's interesting to see how that younger woman slowly shaped the woman  I am today. 

I  once heard (not sure which movie, or TV show) this quote: "Nobody did anything important while they were happy" In a way this is true. Laughter, sun, parties, carefree days make us act differently. Important tasks get pushed back, a general sense of decadence takes over. I doubt that any profound thoughts would occur, at least not to me :o) I find that my best and most revealing Diary entries happened during Winter and during my most trying times. 

I don't have many specific plans for 2014, I will, however, keep a Diary. I need to be anchored to a writing routine. I need my old friend to listen to my random thoughts. They may be banal, they may be profound, but they will still be a part of me and after all, that's what it's all about.

I  wish each and everyone a healthy and happy New Year. May it filled with magic and light!



  1. Sweet Alina, May 2014 be a year of good health, memories that uplift you, of friendship and of love x

  2. Alina,
    You know, I used to write in my journal all the time years ago, and lIke you, I haven't written in it in awhile. I'm not sure why either, but I've been wanting to get back to it. YES, I remember those little secret diaries with the locks. Mine was white, and I wrote silly, fun things in there. You must get back to writing, as your diary is longing to hear your eloquent words.

    Happy New Year, and thank you for your prayer for my brother-in-law. Last I heard, he was doing better.



Albert Schweitzer said "In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit" I thank you all!