A new year opens prospects

Adventure, Discovery, Accomplishment, maybe Friendship, maybe Romance.

The last few years have been a time of upheaval in my life.  I changed from a married family man with a life of busy community service to a solitary man living alone, often in deep thought, sometimes in restless longing.

Last year the pace and quality of change moderated.  I had been trying to move forward with some poetry projects, but I felt disconnected from them.  I was searching for a way forward.  Then, I found it.

One night I woke up in the wee hours with my mind racing.  I went to the writing table.  Instead of opening the journal, I took my pen and began writing spontaneously on the blotter.  Since that night, for months, I’ve been pouring out my heart and mind on sheet after sheet of blotter paper.

Now, everything feels new and alive.  I work urgently, enjoying the moment, but feeling the breath of time on my neck.  As I work, I’m pursuing new visions.

This year will bring new prospects.  I can’t say what they are, yet.  But, I’m making ready for them.