And then the day came
When the risk
To remain tight
In a bud
Was more painful
Than the risk
(An excerpt from a poem by Anais Nin)
Soon this year will leave behind scattered crumbs of things undone, forgotten, and disregarded.
And… January embraces new hope.
It is my wish that we take what went wrong in 2022 and remix it with what can be accomplished in 2023.
Often fearing risks and the unknown hinders progression. I hope this trepidation pushes all of us in the NEW YEAR to embrace the enormous challenges ahead—not just for 2023—but for the unforeseen future.
If we thrust our courage into action, maybe the solutions we strive for can (and will be) attainable.
As my grandmother often said, “All we need is a mustard seed of faith.”