Another year goes by, while another year stands in front of me - beckoning me with all its grandiose temptation of being the best year ever.  And I find that I’m not so unlike Eve, biting into the  new year like forbiden fruit, but also swinging from the branches, shaking the whole tree and hollering at the top of my lungs into the promising skies above, “yes, yes, yes..this will be the best year ever!”

But…my tree swinging ways are stymied for minute. Who am I to think that this year, like all the other new years that I’ve faced in the past, will be the it year, aka, the best year evah?  This year’s predecessor, 2011 was pretty damn good to me - filled with lots of good and delicious, travel, prosperity and love.  Is it greedy to want to top last year’s greatness?

I drum my fingers against the keyboard waiting for this year’s Chinese Dragon to answer the question above. 

Not a roar; not a puff; not snort. 

As I wait for the answer,  I realize 2012’s, shiny, new year certainly does a fine job of marketing itself to me with cheerful, Happy New Year wishes from nearly everyone I meet.  And there was generous kisses as the clock struck 12:01…and oh, all the resolution lists I keep hearing about, filled with promises to be better, stronger, faster, skinnier, smarter and healthier this year far outweigh last year’s hopes to resolve too.

Maybe the Dragon has spoken.

Maybe this is the best year ever afterall - so with that being settled, let me bid you a Best Year Ever Wish.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I fully intend to get back to tree swinging from the branches of love, prosperity, generosity, encouragement, and peace.

Neve Black
Happy New Year

p.s. image above is my version of a Chinese Dragon. Roar! Chomp, chomp, chomp.