Year in view
How impossibly unattainable this century felt when I was a child in the sixties.
I had a glorious imagination back then but this far in the future seemed so remote.
I would wake to ice patterns on the windows in the winters of the sixties and get dressed as quickly as possible because the only heating was a back boiler and I still recall seeing my breath misting in the air of early mornings. And oh! the cold bathroom floor. I am mindful that the economic (and spiritual) recession we are currently in, means that for far too many, heating has once again become a luxury and my memories are become harsh reality for those unable to heat their homes. How far we've come, how little we've achieved.
It's a time to look forward, to move forward, to shake off winter and reach towards the return of spring. I am acknowledging my dreams, considering the reality of my hopes and growing the seeds within them so I have aspirations to see me through til winter comes again. We all need purpose and hope and 'worth'.