|Narasimha, the Man-Lion|
I have tried and tried and tried to write this yearly post, but words cannot do the transformation justice. For the sake of continuity, here is my best effort.
2011 destroyed me. It took everything I thought I had. The cloak of fear was ripped away and my naked body held against the flame. It was the best year of my life.
2012 challenged me and showed me who I am. It was a year of hard labor. A slow rebuild. With the ashes of the past, I mixed a different clay and built a new life from a place of love. I snuggled up to God. It was the best year of my life.
My 2012 intentions were simple and few, and they served me well as guiding lights. I have grown secure and trusting in the practice of my arts with no loss of curiosity. I have learned to play, to win and lose. I have learned not only to be vulnerable, but to love this vulnerability as a coat of polish on the perfection of life manifest.
In 2013, I have only one intention: I will stay close to the Truth, so close that it becomes me.
Happy New Year. May you evolve and be blessed.