I snapped this picture of Radley recently while we were walking through some redwoods, because at six feet, seven inches tall, he's rarely looking up, so it felt like the kind of moment that needed to be remembered. (Only half kidding.) Quickly, though, the photo's become one of my favorites, because we had one of those routine, ordinary days that turned sort of extraordinary, if only for the way I felt while living it. That's my favorite kind of magic, I think — when the everyday turns weighty.
This marks the first year that I didn't write some kind of long, specific list of resolutions. Typically I promise myself that I'll read more, write more, send more letters. That I'll make time to travel, steal time for myself. I pick sensible, measurable pledges by saying that I'll floss everyday or call friends every Sunday, but all those resolutions never really get to the heart of what I'm looking for.
And so for 2014, I decided to switch things up a bit. On January 1st, as I was considering my resolutions, I thought of what I admire in other people. Two friends came to mind right away, and they aren't the sort of friends I keep up with very regularly, but I think so highly of them, and for the same reason: They're doers. They both delight in doing — in getting out and taking action and packing their days with all the people and places they really, truly care about. There's a time and a place for doing, and there's a time and a place for reflecting, and these two, they've figured it out.
The past year, for me, was one of settling into a new home and a new life, both physically and emotionally. There's something to be said, of course, for sitting back and letting life sink in, but by the end of the year, I felt antsy. I felt the need to do more, and so that's my sort-of resolution: To do more. It's nothing specific, and it's nothing compelling, but since the start of the year, the phrase has made its way into my thoughts and sparked some kind of energy — a readiness. There's been a whole lot more doing and a whole lot less planning, less musing. And, well, things are looking up.