We do not put our faith in empty phrases, we are not carried off by sudden impulses of the heart, we are not seduced by plausible and eloquent speech, – but we do not refuse belief to words spoken by divine power. ( from the Treatisr of St Hipppolytus )
Words. Not empty words. But words for the year.
Each year I choose a word, a theme, for the year. Something to which I aspire..
I write it in my diary.
I try to live life on purpose.
And many times I fail…
The last two years a group of us have met, between Christmas Day and New Years Eve, to share our year. To share our laughter. Our jokes. Our stresses. Our shallow words in jest…the not so serious fun themes…and our serious words and thoughts for the year.
Mine for 2012?
Not boring calm.
Not even serenity .
But an inner calm.
These words are not like resolutions, often far fetched, often with action plans. They are words pure and simple. Little guides or prompts.
What will prompt you this coming year?