Hello friends,
Welcome to this moment,
A moment you've chosen to pause,
Reflect and to begin again.
Let your body rest in a position of ease and allow your breath to soften,
Steadying itself like a pendulum,
Back and forth,
Back and forth.
Feel the hush of possibility in this quiet space.
Today we will craft not fleeting wishes but meaningful resolutions,
Intentions born of clarity,
Courage and care.
As Maya Angelou reminds us,
You can't use up creativity,
The more you use,
The more you have.
So let us turn to this truth drawing from the infinite well within you,
Close your eyes and imagine before you a blank canvas.
This canvas is vast,
Limitless,
Untouched by judgment or hesitation.
It holds no record of what has been.
It merely awaits only what will be.
With each inhale,
Feel this imitation of this open space.
With each exhale,
Release the marks of old stories that no longer belong.
Repeat silently to yourself,
The canvas awaits,
The brush is mine,
Each stroke unfolds a new design.
This is where your resolutions will take form,
Not as rigid rules but as vibrant strokes of intention.
Imagine reaching for a palette of colors,
Each shade represents something meaningful to you,
Courage,
Connection,
Creativity,
Patience and love,
And ask yourself,
What values will guide me this year?
What colors will paint the picture of my life?
Begin to envision how these values will shape your days.
What does courage look like in action?
What color does love bring to your relationships?
Feel your breath deepen as you repeat.
The hues I choose,
The tones I blend,
Compose a life that will ascend.
The hues I choose,
The tones I blend,
Compose a life that will ascend.
Now with a steady hand,
Imagine placing the first brush stroke on this canvas.
This is your resolution.
See it take shape,
Not as something distant or daunting,
But as a simple,
Deliberate beginning.
Allow Maya Angelou's words to echo again.
You can't use up creativity,
The more you use,
The more you have.
So trust that every small step you take will add to the masterpiece of your year.
So let the rhythm of this truth guide you now.
A single stroke,
A path unfolds,
With steady hand,
A dream is told.
A single stroke,
A path unfolds,
With steady hand,
A dream is told.
Feel the empowerment of this first step,
No matter how small it may be.
As you continue,
Remember that a canvas evolves.
There will be strokes that you love and strokes you'll choose to soften or erase.
This isn't a failure,
It's refinement,
The artistry of your life.
What might you erase to make space for what matters most?
What old habits,
Doubts,
Or fears will you gently set aside?
Repeat silently.
With grace I shift,
I start anew.
Each change reveals a clearer view.
With grace I shift,
I start anew.
Each change reveals a clearer view.
So let go of perfection and embrace the process.
Now imagine stepping back to view the larger picture.
Your canvas is alive with color,
Filled with brushstrokes of intention.
It isn't finished,
Nor should it be.
This year you will return to it again and again,
Adding depth,
Light,
And texture.
Feel the power of your creativity,
Your courage,
Your choice.
Let Maya Angelou's words remind you,
You can't use up creativity.
The more you use,
The more you have.
As we begin to bring this practice to a close,
We will repeat the closing poem to yourself.
The canvas breathes,
The colors glow.
With each new day,
My dreams will grow.
I hold the brush,
The strokes are mine.
This life I paint is by design.
Before you begin to open your eyes,
Take a deep inhale,
Feeling your body with the vibrancy of your vision.
Exhale slowly,
Grounding yourself in this moment,
Knowing that you've already begun.
And when you're ready,
Gently bring yourself back to that which surrounds you.
Carry with you the power of your intention and the joy of your unfolding masterpiece.
The canvas of your new year awaits you,
And the brush is in your hands.
May your mind,
Your body,
And your spirit be abundant with peace,
Intention,
And grace.
Until we meet again,
My friend,
Namaste.
