A flip of a page

We call it the first day of the New Year.

A fresh start. A flip of a page. An unwritten chapter.

I read that people are the happiest when they believe something great is about to happen, more so than when it actually does.

No other day is it more evident than by the turn of our calendar year.

Anticipation and high expectations just buzzing in the air, expanding in our lungs, making us eager to get going, to get better.

I’ve been smiling all day because I feel it so deep within me, the happiness of being a part of this process, this journey of being alive and creating reality.

I know I am where I am today because of a pattern of thoughts I have developed with time and it is something I am constantly trying to improve, not only because of the new year, although it helps to be reminded.

One of the cool things about keeping a blog is that I can trace my own steps and read my old truths. Like New Years of 2009 and 2010 for example.

Personally, 2013 was an unbelievable year!

I skydived, slept under the stars in Africa, witnessed wild animals in moonlight, climbed mountains, moved into a new apartment, changed jobs, made lots of new friends and strengthened the bounds with the old.

I am fortunate to be able to say that there wasn’t much sadness, frustration or fear in my life, and I feel the greatest respect for those that can’t agree.

Who knows, 2014 could prove to be a real bitch.

But somehow I know, I’ll handle it.