Another year gone.
Another day is done.
Another revolution around the sun.
New dreams born.
Fears, hates, desperately spurned.
Did you cry last year?
Did you laugh last year?
Did you cling to simple hope last year?
Did you hurt last year?
Did you tickle a rib last year?
Did you lift your face to the sky last year?
Then, maybe you have lived this last year.
In what is to come.
There is much to fear.
But then, there is reason for hope,
in this new year.
Lift your face to the sun this year.
Lift your voice in song this year.
Don’t forget the strength of your heart this year.
There is hope to be found this year.
If you but know where to look this year.
As long as you live this year.
There is hope.
Look deep within, that which is you.
Find your bliss, and then go pursue.
The thing that makes you jump for joy.
The things that cause you, your heart to employ.
The things that challenge,
And sometimes cause you to rip out your hair.
These things are things to reach for this year.
Ignore the things, that are far too big to handle.
Rather, look inward.
There you’ll find things, that life cannot dismantle.
There is hope this year.
If you but have courage this year.
Believe me, you can this year.
If you but have the will this year.
Believe it or not.
It’s in your hands.
Despite all you see,
that might reprimand.
Have faith and believe,
in all that you are.
And you will accomplish much this year.
Welcome to 2017!
Happy New Year!
Of late I’ve been thinking. In truth, I never seem to stop thinking. The thoughts lately are generally centered around dreams and having them come true, or otherwise. And the question is always ‘Do I Dare Dream?’
On my last day at Kingston International, as I was leaving the office, I said goodbye to a friend of mine. While doing so I confessed being rather afraid of the unknown next step. To which she responded “You’re not scared of anything”
Now, I’m thoroughly glad that I come across as fearless and full of confidence, even cocky to many I come across. To a friend that I trust, I have no qualms in confessing being daunted. I told her that I’d felt the same fear before many of my major life changes. I was quite afraid when I left my job and Vodafone on 05 to return to full time education. I was beyond scared when I stood for election to the post of President of the Kingston University Students’ Union, both times. And before leaving Kingston International, I was petrified. All that did not stop me from moving forward anyway. In truth, I hope it never stops me. I hope it continues to empower me. Every time I seek to take a step outside of that which I know to be me, there is fear. And the question is always ‘Do I Dare?’