This has been the first post in a hot minute, I know, but instead of giving some lame excuse about why I was not here, I will tell you exactly what it means, for me, to be in 2013.
2012 has been a hectic, ridiculous, crazy year for not just me, but I think all of us. To leave 2012 sitting in the dust was a bit sad to see but in a way, it was like burying what already died. It was something that needed to go. It wasn't as amazing as the past few new year's festivities have been, but it was certainly the most special. It was a renaissance.
And that's what it should be. I saw the last sunset of 2012 and as I watched the horizon melt with the sun, I felt the year in that moment. It was like it a scream that was whispered, so subtle but still very, very loud. I sat down on an old water beaten chair that's paint was long chipped and let the year wash over me in the form of a sunset.
I myself am a very sentimental person and I tend to empathize with nature a lot. In that moment, the sun gave us our blessing. It's promise that tomorrow will not be a day, but the first day in a new year (despite the fact that as humans we were the ones who invented time, so technically it may not even be a plausible idea but who cares?).
Isn't that crazy? To say that you bore witness to the very first sunrise of 2013? That, in and of itself, speaks life. That is what it means to be alive. That's what it means to die in 2012 and be born in 2013.
I want you, whomever you are, to stop right now and have a mini-Thanksgiving moment and be grateful, even when you think there is nothing to be grateful for. Because there is life, and that is truly where our true happiness lies.
Thank you guys for sharing this moment for me.
Hold my hand and jump in with me,
Hello 2013.
xoxo
Dalia
(P.S.
We're gonna have a fun year on this blog with what
I have up my sleeve. ;} )
(P.P.S. Here's a snippet of the post that was supposed to go up on December 31st but my plans were kind of...backed up. A lot.
"...2012 is coming to an end and I can't say I'm too upset about that. I mean, it's bad enough the world was supposed to end this year and we had all these survivalists running around killing themselves (and others)..."
2012 has been a hectic, ridiculous, crazy year for not just me, but I think all of us. To leave 2012 sitting in the dust was a bit sad to see but in a way, it was like burying what already died. It was something that needed to go. It wasn't as amazing as the past few new year's festivities have been, but it was certainly the most special. It was a renaissance.
And that's what it should be. I saw the last sunset of 2012 and as I watched the horizon melt with the sun, I felt the year in that moment. It was like it a scream that was whispered, so subtle but still very, very loud. I sat down on an old water beaten chair that's paint was long chipped and let the year wash over me in the form of a sunset.
I myself am a very sentimental person and I tend to empathize with nature a lot. In that moment, the sun gave us our blessing. It's promise that tomorrow will not be a day, but the first day in a new year (despite the fact that as humans we were the ones who invented time, so technically it may not even be a plausible idea but who cares?).
Isn't that crazy? To say that you bore witness to the very first sunrise of 2013? That, in and of itself, speaks life. That is what it means to be alive. That's what it means to die in 2012 and be born in 2013.
I want you, whomever you are, to stop right now and have a mini-Thanksgiving moment and be grateful, even when you think there is nothing to be grateful for. Because there is life, and that is truly where our true happiness lies.
Thank you guys for sharing this moment for me.
Hold my hand and jump in with me,
Hello 2013.
xoxo
Dalia
(P.S.
We're gonna have a fun year on this blog with what
I have up my sleeve. ;} )
(P.P.S. Here's a snippet of the post that was supposed to go up on December 31st but my plans were kind of...backed up. A lot.
"...2012 is coming to an end and I can't say I'm too upset about that. I mean, it's bad enough the world was supposed to end this year and we had all these survivalists running around killing themselves (and others)..."
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