Happy New Year!
It's 2017...which makes Y2K look kind of cute.
Remember all that craziness?
For those of you too young to remember, our computers weren't going to be able to handle moving from 1999 to 2000...we needed Y2K kits and preparation.
Now, 17 years later, we have different craziness.
And a brand new deck of 365 beautiful days.
Aren't we lucky?
Right this minute, think of the many people who wish for just one more day...
and you have a red carpet of days rolled out just for you.
There's this thing going around Twitter asking you to choose a word for the New Year.
This word is to serve as a guide, a motivator, a touchstone...a rudder for the year.
As a lover of words...this is a nearly impossible task.
Last year, I skipped the hype...too overwhelmed at the thought.
But, this year, my word found me.
Remember Naomi Shihab Nye?
If not, read this blog post about this lovely soul right here.
In preparing to meet Naomi, I listened to a beautiful interview with her on a podcast called On Being.
In it, she reveals a beautiful interaction with a student.
Naomi had traveled to Japan for a poetry-teaching trip.
Before every class, on every chalkboard, she would write something on the board up in the corner:
is Emily Dickinson's:
Share with me the word that finds you.
Until then, let your head find some open space and rest.
Let your heart find comfort in plenty of room.
you're wanted here.