bloggy new year

I've never been big on making New Year's resolutions, listing all my
shortcomings and grand plans to reinvent myself. For one thing,
the season of new beginnings, for me, is in the autumn. With the
arrival of October, the month of my birth, and the fresh Arctic air,
I come to life. My juices start flowing again, after a stagnant summer
of heat and humidity. I am an autumn and winter soul, completely in
my element in the cold.

The concept of reinventing one's self, however, is a good one. I
wholeheartedly recommend making yourself into the person you
want to be. Or, if needed, learning to feel comfortable in your own
skin. Blogging is a beautiful conduit to use in inventing yourself.
It's also a super creative tool for self evaluation and improvement.

My life has not been the same since I blindly stumbled into the
blogosphere, that gray afternoon in February of 2008. I had a
sketchy idea of what a blog was, but had no idea of the community
of wonderful, creative people out there, just waiting to connect. To
say that blogging has been a most beneficial experience for me,
would be an understatement. It has certainly been time well spent.

Creative juices, I thought to be long dead, have returned in a big
way. You were right there with me, holding my hand, with that
frightening first post of my own piece of poetry. You keep coming
back, even though I torture you with it on a weekly basis. You put
up with my misspelled words (I am the world's worst speller) and
still show up to see what little tidbit I might have to say. You,
delightful friends, have given me the confidence to embrace my
creative self.

So, all this to say, no long, guilt ridden New Year's resolution lists
here at the manor. I simply raise my glass to you, and thank you for
making my life the richer with your thoughts, laughter and tears.
Warm wishes to all of you, for a marvelous 2010. Cheers~xx

People who cannot invent and reinvent

themselves must be content with borrowed

postures, secondhand ideas,

fitting in instead of standing out.

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Warren G. Bennis

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Photo: My great-great-great Uncle Peachy Bright's pocket watch. He was

killed in the sinking of the steamship Sultana in 1865. For more click [HERE].