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Happy new beginnings on new pages, that start chapters for this year’s book

Happy new beginnings on new pages, that start chapters for this year’s book

Happy New Year!
I am not sure about all of you but all I saw this new year’s eve and new year’s day all over Facebook and Instagram was this idea of: 1 January being the first page of your book, and that now there are 365 opportunities that lie ahead for you (and many many version of this).
I guess that is true, but I believe that everyday we wake up, we start a new page of our book, and we can start over, and begin again, and try something new, and take a different approach to something … it doesn’t just have to be the 1st of January that that can, or should, happen.

I remember one year many many years ago, a boyfriend and I had just broken up (it was in August) and I went to lunch with my friends (to our good old favorite Bellini’s). We were sitting outside and a song came on in the restaurant, which you couldn’t hear very well from outside, but my friend Renee called me, and sat me down at a table inside, and said “listen” … it was the song Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in works unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where you book begins
The rest is still unwritten

The words were perfect to me that day, perfect!

And still to this day, when I hear that song … 2 things happen to me:
I think of Renee, and that day sitting at lunch and realising how true the words were to me, and I remember how it made me feel light, and I-am-okay, and I remember smiling … smiling on the inside about life and my life and my future life, and smiling at Renee (who was smiling back at me),
And then I think about a new page for me at the very moment I am listening to the song again … honestly, without fail, I think of what my new page is, even if I hear the song again at 5pm on a day.
Oh, and a third thing happens to me to, I always whisper a ‘thank you Renee’.

So here’s to a new page to your book every single day this year!
Let’s make this year a year of beautiful fresh pages, that are unwritten, unseen, but because of that … so very, very exciting …

I know my words are still unwritten

xoxo

1 Comment
  • Bev
    Posted at 06:54h, 03 January Reply

    A new day every morning.

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