One idea…one concept…one touchstone.
For the whole year.
It’s an idea that I first stumbled across while reading my favorite blog. It interested me, but didn’t grab me enough to personally do anything about it.
Then, backstage at a play I was part of this past Christmas season, a fellow cast member handed me a bag of small cards enscribed with words and said, “Take one. It will be your word for the year.”
So I drew a card.
And the card said, “birth”.
I didn’t get it at first. I’m not certain I get it still. Birth… I’m not expecting any more kids. I’m not anticipating any literal births in and around my life. So, it seems, this birth must be figurative.
I will look for new beginnings. I will watch for opportunities to arrive…to embrace…to become. I will wait for the advent of grace and hope and joy.
And, maybe, this will be a year that sees birth in my life. In my mind.
In my heart.