May We - A New Year's Manifesto - Girl of Cardigan

Every year is our first, and our last, and our only.  This year:

May we play.  May we look as ridiculous as possible as often as we can in the name of abandon and giggling and childhoods full of smiles.  May we be the first to give ourselves over to the joke or the game, to fall on our prideful swords, to hold ourselves loosely, carefully, with good-hearted scrutiny and abundant grace.  May we suspend our cynicism and our disbelief.  May we listen to stories, learn them, and tell them.  May we make the laughter happen and keep it living as long and as loudly and as well as we can.

May We - A New Year's Manifesto - Girl of Cardigan

May we seek to be uncomfortable, for those who are too comfortable have much to fear and little to do.  May the knowledge of injustice spread like hives on the skins of our souls.  May we itch and ache and writhe for solution, for salvation, for equality and freedom.  May we be less generous with our opinions and more generous with our time.  May we be the last to speak and the first to arrive, shovels in hand, to do the hard work of change-making.  May we save our words for the spaces within which we also intend to do.  May we be hashtag activists AS WELL AS front line warriors.  May we seek, and move, and be.

May We - A New Year's Manifesto - Girl of Cardigan

May we speak the hardests truths, the deepest shames, the secrets that own us with their silence.  May we give ourselves and each other the offering of honesty, coupled always with kindness.  May we follow conversations to the darkest and most frightening places and find within them healing and closure and community and truth.  May we burn the bridges that lead to our destruction and toast marshmallows and glasses of champagne.  May we say the thing we are afraid to say, and in doing so, set ourselves free.

May we love with ferocity, as though loving is our best and only right, our last and only desire.  May we choose words that open doors and speak them.  May we look up from our lives to greet each other, wide eyed and willing, vulnerable and alight.  May we sling the sounds of love across canyons, collecting the echoes and naming them our battle cry, our rebellion, and our proof.  May we throw our bodies into love’s softness – may we rest there.  May we rest.

May We - A New Year's Manifesto - Girl of Cardigan

May we become archeologists discovering the moments of our own time.  May we seek them with intention, brush away the debris, protect and discover and claim them.  May we be curators of memory and authors of adventure.  May we grasp stubborn-fingered at every possible joy.  May we loosen our grip on our wallets and our devices and our forward momentum.  May we sit open-palmed in the warmth of the sun.  May we collect simple treasures – soil between fingers, sand, sea… may we breathe deeply as though we might swallow the sky.  May we fill our lungs and our bellies and our minds with worship, and gratitude, and the warmth of each other.

May we take each other’s faces between our hands and whisper truly:

It is never too late.

We are always beginning.

Every year is our first, and our last, and our only.

Every year is ours.

May We - A New Year's Manifesto - Girl of Cardigan

Girl of Cardigan

 

Images by the incomparable Shannon Hannon Photography.

  • Reply Kari December 30, 2014 at 8:55 pm

    Love this Karyn. Beautiful!!

    • Reply karyn December 30, 2014 at 9:05 pm

      Kari, my love, I swear as I wrote this I thought to myself: “Finally. A post for Kari that has nothing to do with wearing babies.” 😉 Miss you, beautiful girl.

  • Reply Janice Christman December 30, 2014 at 8:59 pm

    I loved reading thi! Thank you…..Happy New Year to you, Noel and sweet Fable!

    • Reply karyn December 30, 2014 at 9:06 pm

      Happy New Year Janice! Hugs to you and Bill!

  • Reply Karyn McConnell December 30, 2014 at 10:20 pm

    So beautiful and inspiring! I will be printing and saving these words Karyn! For all the moments ahead when I find myself losing focus and questioning where I was headed…they will be read over and over <3

  • Reply Kelley Friend December 31, 2014 at 1:55 am

    As always- so inspiring and beautiful Karyn! I adore your writings and tear up over how perfect your photos represent them. Thank you for always sharing. Thank you for always writing! :*

  • Reply Bob Richardson December 31, 2014 at 7:11 am

    Just got back from two grand weeks in NC, and sad, knowing it was too early to be homesick for the south. Your post let me know that I am loved here in the PNW, and that I can love here in the PNW. I’m where my God would have me. Time to “love with ferocity”, for the alternative is too ghastly to contemplate. Thank you dear friend. Shalom, Bob

  • Reply Laura Thurston December 31, 2014 at 11:22 am

    Thank you for this.

  • Reply Jaqueline December 31, 2014 at 1:11 pm

    I really appreciate this message and the sincerity and honesty of it. My little one and I will pass it on and share it

  • Reply Bethany M. January 1, 2015 at 2:55 pm

    This is so beautiful. May you have an incredible beginning to your year!

  • Reply Astrid January 4, 2015 at 8:27 pm

    Beautifully written. I read your outstandingly written call to worship a few weeks ago on the imago dei fb page and thought I would check out your blog. Nice work!

    • Reply karyn January 7, 2015 at 2:31 pm

      Aw, thanks so much, Astrid, and thanks for stopping by! <3

  • Reply Caroline January 5, 2015 at 5:28 pm

    Beautifully Said!

  • Reply Lynn January 12, 2015 at 6:47 pm

    There is so much beauty in this! What an inspiration for living.

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