…another year end.
Many of my intentions remain unfulfilled, others attempted with some sort of success, there were spectacular failures, and other intentions marvelously completed. I didn’t get around to hiking all the trails I wanted, but I did hike. I didn’t fish as much as I wanted, but I did fish (and caught & released some nice ones) on the new fly rod ,a gift from Dr. Paul Povanda, Greg’s cousin from NY.
It took months of planning, but our road trip (turned food trip) through Italy in September was PERFECT … beyond Perfect … it was magical.
In all of the ‘things’ I did, the vistas I ooohed over and snapped many photos of, and of the days that held an ah ha moment or a heart breakingly sad day (like when I sold the cabin at Zions); each is in it’s own way just as it was supposed to be and I learned (A LOT) … and what I learned is what I learn every year; it’s the hours, days, and weeks with family and friends who are family, and strangers who became friends … that made the tapestry of the past 365 days PERFECT.
Once each winter I love dumping a new puzzle out onto the table … looking at the chaos of unassembled pieces on the table, each piece, is for me a foreshadow of possibilities of the next 365 days … the New Year! The New Year in which there is a new tapestry on the loom, new clay on the turntable, new paint in the jar, yarn anticipating the crochet or knitting needles, wood stacked for the plane and saw, seeds ready for the dirt, skis in the car, but most importantly arms to hug, faces smiling and kisses from Sweetie.
For a while I’ve felt an urgency to do something more than fill my hours with stuff … as I read my scriptures this morning several messages resonated with my heart (again, since I had them highlighted, I must have forgotten what they said) … which means I really need to pay attention to:
Organize yourselves; prepare every needful thing; and establish a house, even a house of prayer, a house of fasting, a house of faith, a house of learning, a house of glory, a house of order, a house of God;
while I was thinking about how would I go about organizing, preparing, learning, thinking on a worldly level I guess, wondering how would I make my home a house of … when this thought came to me … more intimately … how would I prepare my heart.
When just as I asked myself that question … these scriptures stood out with loving direction from Heavenly Father:
See that ye love one another; cease to be covetous; learn to impart one to another as the gospel requires.
Cease to be idle; cease to be unclean; cease to find fault one with another; cease to sleep longer than is needful; retire to thy bed early, that ye may not be weary; arise early, that your bodies and your minds may be invigorated.
And above all things, clothe yourselves with the bonds of charity, as with a mantle, which is the bond of perfectness and peace.
Pray always, that ye may not faint, until I come…
My heart, my home, my life … it’s a new year … my puzzle is spread on the table in a jumble of colors and shapes as are the coming days … days full of possibility. I love New Year’s Day and I’ll spend a few hours alone … I’ll ponder where I want to be next year, I’ll ponder this guidance from the scriptures, I’ll freak out when I put so much on my lists I get overwhelmed and then again, isn’t that what New Year’s Day is … the gate-day to Possibilities? All of the opportunities to be better in our motives and actions, to love and express love, to see more clearly, to let go of stuff and feel the lightness of forgiveness and joy.
This year’s puzzle is almost complete, there are a few days left to fill in the picture … but over all I can say Life is Good and I am Blessed. Thank You for walking with me through my wanderings this year … stick around and let’s see what this next year’s puzzle will look like.
It’s a NEW Year … what’s your heart telling you?