Getting Ready to Move into a New Office

I keep my photos in a box
Several boxes stacked in the stairwell (that runs down the secret way )
Bundles & albums of long forgotten, taken when we were other than ourself or young and childless,
newly parented posed or aux natural. Only after some benign errand, years to take the time and have a peek.

I keep my memories hidden, secret not to show but peek and stunned remember.
The hug, or cheeks puffed out silly, innocent and love so strong.

Glance a smile, wink and friend that’s friend no more.
One last time and shame that I am such a fool.

I keep a pile carefully, one for now and maybe this one oh
Who was the boy back when we look so happy? See the playground and old friends.
Time fast & hard enough to break your heart.

I see my loves all in a row posed on the stoop. dated clothing, ice pops melting chalk dust,
big wheels ancient arguments ,long dead aunties.
Rhoda looks so young and Zivey holds his stomach in bare chested
though I cannot remember oh but he must have just finished mowing the lawn.

I see my self slim. Who ever thinks this at the time?
My hair wild and curling, looking at the camera smiling a new brides smile.

I keep my photos in a box.
Proof that in my weakness it was fine and safe and even funny much of the time.

Happy New Year

It seems appropriate that a new blog post accompany a new year. There are many formidable bloggers who can make a new member of this fascinating tribe more than mildly intimidated. You know the folks I speak of, who’s multi-syllable insights are the mainstay of the best and most entertaining twitter moments and who can be counted on to respond intelligently about any number of given subjects. To these prolific and brilliant words smiths I salute. And with a nod to superior word craft I push on to a place that is for me both unfamiliar and unexplored.
A New Year , is the obvous and perfect place for new beginnings. Always over thinking even the most mundane of moments I cannot help but examine what I’ve managed to accomplish this past year. The equisite opportunity to work with new and extremely talented people of vision, resulted in unprecidented creative collaboration. That I am meeting at this point in my life so many hard working, awe inspiring, ground breaking individuals is a source of wonder and fascination. I am grateful each and every day for living in this place in time.
And so each week as I reflect on all this wonderful work that is teaming around me I panic for a moment and then respond with a force that I pray is is equal in magnitude or at least in energy.
It is clear to me now that our time is limited and that intentional choices must be made if we are to live life to the fullest. Whether we dare to try and take control of the whirlwind that is life, instead of merely treading water in order to attempt to stay afloat is not a subject I’ve ignored. I suppose up till now I’ve been the kind to tread furiously and in all fairness what has gone on these past several years has required all I’ve had to offer.
My New Years wish for 2011 is to live life with intention and focus. With more than a bit of luck, may this year bring us all new opportunities for collaboration and creativity. Cheers to 2011, and all the wonderful things we’ve yet to learn and create. Cheers to all of us and to the best and brightest of new years!