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If I could show anyone my list of 2012 possibilities, I'd choose Julie Andrews. In her Sound of Music costume.
Surely Maria, a flibbertijibbet, a will-o'-the wisp, a clown like myself would comprehend why I abhor resolutions. How they remind me of jail, all striped vestments and fetters.
I bet she'd bring her guitar and when she opened the case it would be empty but the aqua satin lining would dazzle me. I'd gawk at the luxe beauty of it. She'd stoop and stroke the fabric's gleam.
“Here, love. Place all your 2012 possibilities in here and nary a word shall I say if any are not achieved.”
I bet she'd bring her guitar and when she opened the case it would be empty but the aqua satin lining would dazzle me. I'd gawk at the luxe beauty of it. She'd stoop and stroke the fabric's gleam.
“Here, love. Place all your 2012 possibilities in here and nary a word shall I say if any are not achieved.”
I'd approach her, kind of pulled into myself. She's so famous! And she'd smile and tilt her head to the side. Like maybe she was thinking, "Don't be shy, dear. I use potty paper just like you."
Then I'd kneel and carefully arrange all my 2012 I-think-I-wanna's (penned in green 'cause that makes them seem alive) in a single layer. And if you read them one by one, this is what they'd say.
Then I'd kneel and carefully arrange all my 2012 I-think-I-wanna's (penned in green 'cause that makes them seem alive) in a single layer. And if you read them one by one, this is what they'd say.
Open, offer myself to others more.
Be nicer to my mommy.
Fritter (my moments) less.
Prance, skip, or frolic. At least once a month.
Learn scads of stuff.
Eat fewer things with a face.
Be sincerely (and frequently) thankful.
Wear ponytails at least once this year.
(To remember.)
(To remember.)
Exist here. In the moment. More.
Sing out loud. A lot.
(Never mind. I already do that.)
(Never mind. I already do that.)
Attempt performance poetry. Once. Maybe.
Bring fewer inanimate objects into our home.
Write love letters to my children.
Take five GIANT steps toward my destiny.
Create beauty. Often.
Compliment folks frequently and sincerely.
Cultivate strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries.
Do that random act of kindess thing. A lot.
Consider coloring a random hank of hair purple.
Make it a point to pronounce the ‘p’ in raspberries.
Date my husband.
Appreciate beauty. Often.
Snort less when I laugh. Maybe.
Fear (your judgement, my failure) less.
Attach a colorful fabric ♥ to a bright sweater.
Selah. Definitely daily. Hopefully more.
Your turn. What possibilites will you consider for 2012?
