The Urban Elf

Christmas in January has now come and gone. At last we here at the Alcott Street Home for Wayward Geeks and Lunatics say goodbye to the holiday season. Ahead in nearly no time lies Arisia, the grand tribal gathering. Shortly following we celebrate the first full year in the reign of His Imperial Majesty, Wee Mr. N, who has changed all of our lives in so many brilliant and unexpected ways. Is there yet an oracle that knows what waits for us beyond that as this new decade unfolds? There are clues. Another birth is imminent. Another wedding beckons seasons on and I have been granted the great honor of being a part of it. Some among us will be moving into new living quarters and yet into old patterns of living. I pray, please God, let those of us who are not currently so be eventually employed! There will be negotiations, skirmishes, alliances and wars. There are adventures planned by many and surely even more adventure ahead for which none of us can plan. There is expectation and there is hope. There is trepidation and exhilaration. We are not naïve though we may be fools. May the bells ring. May our hearts sing. May we be wrapped in wonder and awake to long awaited bliss. In our hearth fire shall we forge our plows and swords to take us boldly forward into this brightly awakening time. This is tomorrow and we embrace the future.