Another Year Starts, Last Year Departs

Yes! It’s my birthday today. I’m 24. I’ve been 24 for a while. I haven’t aged since reaching 24. 24 seems to be my magic number. Actually, it isn’t, it’s 4, or maybe 7… and some people say I haven’t aged since reaching either of those years. But hey! Age is just a number, right? If I’m not bothered how old I am, I really think nobody else should be either.

Last year was a bit of a shocker, wasn’t it? Hopefully, this year, things will get better.

One important thing we must take from this is that the years themselves shouldn’t matter… but the days within those years should. Each great day after the next should build up to a fantastic year of memories and experiences. Even if we can’t do anything, go anywhere, see anyone, we can still do things for ourselves within those limitations.

Imagination is key to this… and with imagination absolutely anything is possible. My imagination takes me to places even I couldn’t have dreamed of. So there in itself is proof that out of nothing anything can emerge.

Imagine a year of fabulous anythings. 365 fabulous anythings. 365 ways to Feel Good every single day. Broken down like that, it isn’t such a big task either.

So what if I’m 24 again?! Each new year starts every day anyway, so if we just stop counting and start doing, our time on this planet will be filled with greatness. And imagine that!

Ask your Inner 4-year-old… your Inner 7-year-old… your Inner 24-year-old what would they like to do… and do it! Have fun.

Bring light and laughter into your world, and watch it spread all around. See faces lighten up. Smiles broaden. Even if only through your own mind’s eye, your positivity will alter the Universe permanently.

A brighter today. A better tomorrow – when the new year starts again.

Happy New Year!

(Also posted for Six Word Saturday!)


My muse paused as the cat pawed, mewing.
The Moon shone bright as the cup sat brewing.
The stars swirled high as the cat jumped mooing.
Sending the dish and the spoon across the room.
In a hey, diddle diddle kind of way
The cat doth fiddle… extraordinaire-ray!

Posted in response to Eugenia’s weekly prompt, Extraordinary.

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The Spirits in the Sky danced with glee
Their minds and souls truly free
The blue beyond there for their reaching
For they already had what they were seeking

There are several spirits gleefully dancing in this photo. Can you make any of them out? The translucent dragon is very clear!

You may call me a mooncalf (foolish person) for seeing Spirits, but you will be mazed (bewildered) yourself when you look and see them all appear one after the other!