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One Word for 2015

/ Margi Sang / 1 Comment

I usually am weary about bandwagons. However, I am going to jump on the one concerning a person “word of the year.” A few years ago I stop making resolutions in favor of having a yearly theme. Naturally, my theme last year was to “Be Bolder.” That theme continues on to this year as well. (A little more bolder then before.) As I scrolled through one of my favorite instagram accounts: @kalbarteski, I noticed #wordoftheyear and it really interested me. Turns out this is like a real thing. Like, people are doing this, this word of the year thing. It’s a real hashtag, and people are writing about it, speaking about it, making it real, and its a great idea! So, I jumped on board and a word found me. It was really quite easy. I closed my eyes took a few breaths and then there it was, loud and clear.

I want to be brave. I want to be confident in my gut. I imagine that is where bravery grows, forms, builds a foundation – starts a needle through a piece of fabric to become something strong, sturdy – beautiful. I want to be brave enough to do something about something. I want to be brave enough to challenge the difficult person, the soft spoken person, even the nicest of people. I want to be the kind of brave that makes no apologies and has no regrets. I want to live out my skin brave.

There is so much to do something about, so much love to be given, support to be provided, care to speak out in to people. I want to do all those things fully and bravely. In a way that is filled with both hope and comfort.  I think I can be brave.

What is your word for 2015? Have you spoke it out yet? Told the world you are committing to yourself this year. I just did that. It feels so good to know that I have made this small yet palpable commitment to myself. I have a tendency to love others before I love myself. Even when I know I cannot care for others well if I am not caring for myself. So this year, I am going to continue to love people from that brave place, but I am committing to love myself from there too. I can do it. So can you.

Happy New Year!

writing for full presence

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July 11, 2014 / Write a poem, she says – the kind of poetry that I want to hear. The kind that sits on your shoulders – makes a home there. Words that carve themselves deep in to the page – caverns dancing – dancing that only happens at the corners of mouths, listening. Phrases that make skin obsolete. The only crawling comes from scrawling my finite language into a world with no dimension and no end – Something that makes its way into the veins of someone who tears at me without even knowing. Someone who will never remember who we were, or know that we loved fiercely. Lines that sit on flesh like dust – seeping slowly into lines on palms of soulful musicians, playing in dark corners – reeling you in.