Happy new year my good friends.. Thanks for getting me and mine through another year of growth and healing. It’s been quite a journey..
We spent last night ushering in the 2010 in a quite and low key way.. in fact.. I cannot remember spending a more quiet and peaceful nNew Years in my adult life. Gabe had about 8 friends over.. Our friends Victor and Patty dropped by.. but aside from that.. it was Diane and me on the couch reading our books.. trying to stay awake to see the new year. while Gabe and his friends sledded, hung out by the fire and ate…
Diane made them two kinds of fondue.. cheese and chocolate.. We sacrifised a circa 2006 xmas chocolate snowman to the fondue pot . We sat around chanting as he metled.. kinda cool and kinda creepy (not really)
“help mee-eee-eeeeeeeee”
Then Gabe and Kristen had everyone write their resolutions on tpieces of paper and then threow them in the fire… Here’s are my 3..
– follow my true path (whatever that is)
– be open to the world (and whatever that brings me)
– manifest love and fun
It felt good toss them in the fire and watching them go up in smoke..
Miraculously, we managed to stay awake. At the stroke of midnight we were all in the barn.. we all hugged and yelled and drank sparkling cider.
It was really warm and wonderful.. and always a little sad now..
After midnight I walked aroudn and talked ot soem of the Sam things in the house.. the stone,
the fridge…
Then I sat down and listened to my favorite rendition of
Auld Lang Syne (click here to hear it) ) it’s supposed to to be closer to Burns original melody. I sat there and held a Samstone and listened to the song and found the tears I was looking for. ..
I looked up the words again . there are several versions. I found one that’s earlier than Burns.. by a Scottish poet named James Watson .. Pretty poigent when you read htem in our context….
Should Old Acquaintance be forgot,
and never thought upon;
The flames of Love extinguished,
and fully past and gone:
Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold,
that loving Breast of thine;
That thou canst never once reflect
on Old long syne.
- CHORUS:
- On Old long syne my Jo,
in Old long syne,
That thou canst never once reflect,
on Old long syne.
My Heart is ravisht with delight,
when thee I think upon;
All Grief and Sorrow takes the flight,
and speedily is gone;
The bright resemblance of thy Face,
so fills this, Heart of mine;
That Force nor Fate can me displease,
for Old long syne.
- CHORUS:
Since thoughts of thee doth banish grief,
when from thee I am gone;
will not thy presence yield relief,
to this sad Heart of mine:
Why doth thy presence me defeat,
with excellence divine?
Especially when I reflect
on Old long syne
- CHORUS:
We ended the new years night the way we always do by choosing angel cards. Each card has a word to reflect on. I like t think it portends the coming year.. I got ‘delight’ ! .. I’ll aim for that !
We all woke late today.. and got right to work on all those Jan 1 kid of things. Diane did the bills while I reorganized all of our food containers.. THere’s something abotu new years day that wants us to restore order…
That done, we headed to Bristol while Gabe when up to Bolton.
Diane and I had a great visit and snow shoe with our good friends Priscilla and time a and their dog Stella.. Stella , Chai and Satori managed to find a frozen frog in the snow.. now what’s THAT mean for the year ?
The snow was really nice and packable.. it caked around Satori’s legs, giving her dense white boots.. we tried to help.. but it kept getting caked on.
Afterwords, Tim and I went o his shop. He’ helped me cut a snowboard in half for a project I’m doign with Gabe.. It’s a splitboard.. it’s a kit to build skis with skins to climb up a mountain, then a quick toggle and they lock together to make a snowboard.. What this space ot see how it comes out.
OK. that’s it for today..
practice writing 1/1/2010
do you say twenty ten ..
or two thosand ten ?
Whatever you say, g’nite
‘nite Sam
-me
