State of the Unions

Why is it that a New Year brings people to promise to do things they've to date been unable or unwilling to do? Or not to do things, that to date, they have somehow experienced a fairly easy gravitational pull to do, over and over again?

What is it about the calendar turning over that makes people hopeful again that this next year is going to be different from the others? And then, why is it when we look back at the end of the next year, it turns out we never changed much at all?

I can hear a thousand answers, most of them from the recesses of my own mind.

I cannot speak for a single other individual, but what makes this year different for me is the state of the unions. The union between me and God, me and my children, me and my relationship to employment, me and my health, me and money, and me and the love in my life. Last year changed all those unions and, for me, that makes me certain this year will be different from any other.

I don't want to make any big promises or resolutions this year because for once, I seem to be taking most of this change in good stride. I'm enjoying living at my own pace, trusting my gut, holding my own, listening to my intuition, and loving like I choose to.

It feels scary and good all at the same time to be where I am today. I know many new, even transformational, things lie ahead; it's just that I don't pretend to know what they all are or when or how they will unfold.

I'm having to trust in a way I haven't in a long time. I'm putting my faith in God and all the things The Divine has in store for me. I'm also putting faith into the promises my heart made from the cliff before I dove last August.

The outlook for the State of the Unions in 2011 looks good.

And there you have it.