New Beginnings! A fresh slate. What are you
going to create in 2017? I am looking forward to our first class of the year, Set Your Intentions.
You'll leave with lots of ideas and support for the whole of the year.
I hope your holidays were as wonderful as mine, and now I'm ready to take off running. We will be adding some noon classes since so many folks don't like to drive in the dark. I'll let you know which when I get home.
I couldn't resist sending the following. I think it must have been my Mother's, and it's still applicable.
Recipe for a Happy New Year
Take 12 fine full months - see that they are thoroughly free from all old memories of bitterness, rancor, hate and jealousy.
Cleanse them completely from every clinging spite, pick off all specks of pettiness and littleness: in short, see that these months are freed from all the past, and have them as fresh and clean as when they first came from the great storehouse of time.
Divide each of these months into 30 or 31 equal parts - each one except the second, divide into 28 equal parts.
Do not try to make up the year's batch all at one time (many spoil the broth in that way) but prepare one day at a time as follows:
Into each day put 12 parts of faith; 11 of patience; 10 of courage; 9 of work (some omit this ingredient and so spoil the flavor of the rest); 8 of hope; 7 of loyalty; 6 of liberality; 5 of kindness; 4 of rest (leaving this out is like leaving oil out of the salad - don't do it!); 3 of prayer; 2 of meditation and 1 well-selected resolution.
To this, add a dash of fun; a sprinkle of play, and a heaping cupful of good humor.
Pour into the whole mixture LOVE generously and mix vigorously.
Cook thoroughly with fervent heat. Garnish with smiles and a sprig of joy, then serve with quietness, unselfishness, and cheerfulness and a HAPPY NEW YEAR is a certainty.
Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, thank You, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible, thank You, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.
Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising, thank You, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.
Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so loud,
thank You, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely.
Even though our breakfast table never looks like the picture in magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank You, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.
Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous, thank You, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.
Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest, thank You, Lord, for life. Yes, Thank You Lord, for Life!