|On and over our garden fence this morning|
Image of beauty, when I gaze on thee,
Trembling I waken to a mystery,
How through one door we go to life or death
By spirit kindled or the sensual breath.
Image of beauty, when my way I go;
No single joy or sorrow do I know:
Elate for freedom leaps the starry power,
The life which passes mourns its wasted hour.
And, ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and paradise!
Where the cool grass my aching head embowers
God sings the lovely carol of the flowers.
Janus by George William Russell (1867-1935)
Janus, the Roman god whose name gives us the month of January, presided over beginnings, transitions and doorways and is pictured as a two-faced god, always looking backwards and forwards.
It's traditional at this time of the year to reflect on the previous one and make resolutions for the future, which fits in well with Janus. I've been complying with this tradition over the past few days but after waking to this morning's optimistic sunshine and blue washed skies, writing a massive blog review of 2012 and looking forward to 2013 suddenly felt crass and self-indulgent.
Those details are now safely tucked away in my shiny new diary and a long winter walk beckons. Suffice to say 2012 matched my feeling of excitement at this time last year. I always shut my eyes on January 1st to try and fix on one word which sums up how I feel the coming year will be. This year's word is consolidation. I wonder what's yours?
Happy New Year everyone, may 2013 prove to be everything good you hope for you and yours.