It’s January 1st, 2011.
It’s all about the resolutions: Out with the old, in with the new; motivate, change, organize, fresh starts. Uh huh. Sure. It’s Saturday, and it’s January, and I have to go to work. (But, I do not need to unbury the car first.)
It may be more about the fact that tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, you will wake up like yesterday. There isn’t an on/off switch to change; the cats roam around the house, unaware of the portent of the calendar switch. Things usually don’t just change overnight. (Most change of the day/night variety is usually of the catastrophic kind anyway, and that seems a silly way to want to start a year.)
For the last few years, I have had a word of the year—does it get used enough? Do I live by it? Heck, do “I” even choose it? Could I, in mid-October, even tell you the word? I am a member of an art quilt group; for the last week, it’s been all about the new word. And meanings attached—their own personal definition of the word, for their purposes—for the year.
I was reading their words, contemplating what would my word be. (Past words: Insight, Inclusive, Deliberate, Balance)
I loved some of their words. I thought of borrowing them, and giving them my own spin; heck, even swiping their own interpretations. However, another word forced itself into my consciousness. I can’t see how it is a word I can spend a year with, but on the other hand, I have spent my life with it.
No other word seems to be forthcoming, now that this word has settled: Weather.
- Whether the weather be mild or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot,
We’ll weather the weather whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.
- Sudden resolutions, like the sudden rise of mercury in a barometer, indicate little else than the variability of the weather. David Hare
- A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves. Marcel Proust
- A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often – just to save it from drying out completely.
- Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore
- Walking through puddles is my favorite metaphor for life. Jessi Lane Adams
- The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? J.B. Priestley
- To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring. George Santayana
- Weather is a great metaphor for life – sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s bad, and there’s nothing much you can do about it but carry an umbrella. Terri Guillemets
- Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. Charles Dudley Warner
- I get cold really quickly, but I don’t care. I like weather. I never understand why people move someplace so that they can avoid weather. Holly Hunter
- I inherited that calm from my father, who was a farmer. You sow, you wait for good or bad weather, you harvest, but working is something you always need to do. Miguel Indurain
- If you send up a weather vane or put your thumb up in the air every time you want to do something different, to find out what people are going to think about it, you’re going to limit yourself. That’s a very strange way to live. Jessye Norman
- It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it. Amelia Barr
- The true harvest of my life is intangible – a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau
- And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. G.K. Chesterton
- Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. John Ruskin
- Nature is so powerful, so strong. Capturing its essence is not easy – your work becomes a dance with light and the weather. It takes you to a place within yourself. Annie Leibovitz
- I am a contradictory mess but I see it as my prerogative to change my mood like the weather. Shirley Manson
How does this word become a theme for a year? Does it mean my photos, my quilting, will be more nature oriented? Or that simply I am to plod on, whenever I hit a bump in the road? Or is the word meant to be “Whether“? Hmmmm…
In other news, resolutions:
Dad has the best of them, (stay out of the hospital, prepare for Christmas 2011) but mine are …
- Focus on Friday—A photo a week, up on my photo blog, for conversation, critique and what-have-you.
- Revisiting the 27-Thing Fling, the big de-cluttering attempt of 2010. I know some of you joined me. How did it go? Did you finish, stick with it?
- Work on getting my photography out there! You can help—send people to my site, become a fan on facebook….
- Finish some of those quilt projects I swore I would finish in 2010….
Yeah, that’s about it. Resolutions are tricky things, if you are not with them, you are against them….
HAPPY NEW YEAR! MAY 2011 BE THE BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE!