The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
“One Art” – Elizabeth Bishop
I don’t want to start this New Year out on a sappy, soggy note, but this is a poem that never fails to make me weepish. Certainly, it can be taken as a very sad poem, but on another day, in another time, you might find it inspiring.
Of course, loss and letting go, the ending of a year and the beginning of another, are hard sometimes. A lot of times. Making new choices, even if we know they are right, that we will learn and grow from them, isn’t easy.
And yet, what if it’s what we tell ourselves that makes the difference? What if losing isn’t hard to master, especially when we focus our energy on everything there is to still be found?
I’m wishing everyone a happy New Year, a chance for reinvention or rejuvenation, or continued energy to build on what is already there. Discoveries, adventure, and contentment for all, and as always, thank you for sharing this little space with me and for reading and commenting.
It sure means a lot.