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Dedication to a New YearDedication to a New Year by $techgnotic
December 31, 2012by $techgnotic
Nuances of an Annual Ritual
Which brings us to each year’s communal celebration of the passing of our lifetimes:
New Year’s Eve
So what did you “actually get done” in the past year? How closer are you to a grand goal in life? An assessment is made and then the inevitable Step 2 of the yearly process is engaged, which is often a word for word repeat of last year’s Step 2:
The New Year’s Resolution
There seem to be two main strategies that emerge at this point of facing the New Year, a “brand new morning.” The lone wolf quietly acknowledges goals not yet reached, and is even more secretive in the “new plan.” “I’ll show them,” becomes the new privat
My New Year's Wishes for our Photomanip CommunityHi all,My New Year's Wishes for our Photomanip Community by ^Aeirmid
Thank you all for your love, friendship, and support this year. I especially thank =Ashe-Art, =nikkidoodlesx3, =CindysArt, =FP-Digital-Art, =Dani-Owergoor, !ChrisManytrees, *tamaraR, *ReyeD33, *DesignbyKatt, =nitchwarmer, ~XilaPhoenixArt, `thefantasim, *KingaBritschgi, `StarsColdNight, ~m-AliceM, ~KalosysArt, *FantasyMuse, and =Celairen for the beautiful gift all of you got together to create for me. I was so incredibly moved. I will be thanking each of you individually once I am able to sit down at dA for more than 10 minutes at a time.
I wanted to write something for all of us, a blessing of sorts, as we move into the new year. This is a personal journal and not associated with my duties as a CV. I wish for all of us the following:
May we each find it within us to be kind both to ourselves and to others. Also, may we find it in our hearts to accept the love that othe
the sirenes songThe sirenes have always lived on these mountains. the young woman pointed to a ridge, that arises steeply from the sea and dominates the whole landscape. But one moon-cyclus ago, one came to our village, bloodstained, with ragged clothes. She had a sword in her hands and her eyes told of what she had been through. Without a word she sat herself on the cliffs and stared over the stormy sea.the sirenes song by =mimose-stock
As the moon rises and began his travel over the sky and the stars were twinkling, she began to sing. A peaceful and calm song that matches in a mysterious way this landscape so well, just as the sirenes themselves.
And since this moment she has not stopped. When the wind comes from the west, we can hear her song even in our village. This aroused the anger of our village elders, so that after three days and nights they walked all the way out to speak with her. They brought food with them and offers their help. You must know, we've heard about a war and other rumours. But the sirene o