New year intentions are funny.  First of all that we pick this arbitrary calendar day, and second to attest to earnest change.  Conscious change takes practice.

My anthem for the year is a bit awkward: True Heart Beauty.  It may soften to a phrase or evolve into a path.  It is something to hang my daily hat upon, a core compass to touch when the whirlwind of human stories gets me dizzy.

Truth of me–what is the momentary truth of me?  That is the first question.  What would Love do?  That is the second question.  FInally, if this Love shines from the inside out–how can that brilliant beauty soften me like a Diana or Theresa or Elizabeth or Carmen–the beauties of the day?  Beauty is the shining of smile that lights up the room and the poise of peace that reassures grace.

True Heart Beauty is the Goddess that leads me through the day today.