Ulysses: Picture courtesy Vladimir Kush

Drawing its last breath
The year was spent, teetering to its wintry descent
A ticker tape of headlines rushed past
Of disasters, milestones, pathos, celebration and feet of clay
Furious recollections of who finished first
Was it good for you, they asked
Did the sisters Fate have anything to say
Which seat at the table stays vacant today
Did the winds of change sweep you away
Leaving debris and packaging tape
So before we start all over again
May the Star light your path
And leave behind a glimmer of hope
To dampen the prophecy
Of the reckless cherub being birthed

—-© 2011 Shaku Selvakumar


Happy New Year! But what is happy?

Hola shiny, happy people,

It is a new year and it is about that fresh lease of hope.  Hope that we can make something better, something stronger, something brighter.  Hope is about superlatives.  As are wishes.  That is the best part of being human.  As I wished so many folks today, yesterday, three days ago, I wished myself as well.  That is important too…

To be able to articulate to yourself what it is that will add up to your own happiness.  We can argue about the whole concept of happiness at this point as those are wont to do.  We can define it from the eastern POV or take the western view, either way the fact is that if we are alive we may or may not state it but we normally want to be happy.  Nobody prays for sadness. 

So in my earnest wish to be happy I first had to outline what it is that would make me happy.  It’s not so easy you know to actually pinpoint the exact factors that will take you to your bliss.  Which brings me to Joseph Campbell’s wonderful quote

Follow your bliss.
If you do follow your bliss,
you put yourself on a kind of track
that has been there all the while waiting for you,
and the life you ought to be living
is the one you are living.
When you can see that,
you begin to meet people
who are in the field of your bliss,
and they open the doors to you.
I say, follow your bliss and don’t be afraid,
and doors will open
where you didn’t know they were going to be.
If you follow your bliss,
doors will open for you that wouldn’t have opened for anyone else.

And what is your bliss?  If you know what it is, what steps are you taking to find that bliss so doors will open and birds will sing. 

I don’t make many resolutions.   I tried the lose 50 pounds in a week or master a new language and I realized that I had to make one resolution.  Just one.  I had to commit to writing everyday.  EVERY SINGLE DAY. 

On this blog, I hope to bring you stories.  In prose or verse.  About those who are trying and those who have followed their bliss. 

The art of change lies in the open invitation.