Dear readers, friends, circle around the world –

Thinking of you in this new year with love. May the year ahead be one of peace, healing, and transformation for the good. A new year’s day poem for you below …



New Year’s Poem


New year. It will not be
what you plan or what you chart.

Remember, dear? It never is.

The lines will not run straight
or the surfaces be smooth.

After all, the curriculum
is given, not chosen.

New year. Today, do not resolve
anything for yourself.
Resolve something for all of us.

The very heart of time is begging us
to never wish for I again,
to only ask for us.

And intention? Do not
even intend anything
or try to name the roads
you want on your map.

Instead, look back
and fall to your knees
for every time you have hurt yourself.


Remember how you loved
before you were born.

Grow more like dust on the earth,
for joy crackles between
the powdery grains of self, not in them.

New year.
Another turn.
Another turn of the sphere.
Another turn to be.

– Tara Mohr


photo credit: Kira auf der Heide


Join the discussion 21 Comments

  • Bloomgarden says:

    Beautiful. So true. Thanks for writing and sharing. Happy New Year.

  • Ellie Gates says:

    So nicely written Tara! Blessings on this new year to you and yours! Thanks for holding the candle for all us to a brighter way!

  • Heather Close says:

    The soft voice of self-compassion and hope for all of us.
    Yes, there is so much joy to be had!
    Thank you, Tara
    I love that you send us your poetry.

  • Angela Moreira says:

    Thank you Tara!

  • Fee Bell says:

    Aww, I really love this!

  • Meryl Cook says:

    Tara your poem made me weep as I sit here with my bookkeeping receipts and my paperclips. I love the idea of this next year as another chance to be.
    Warmly and with love for the work you do!

  • Maureen says:


    Your poem is very spiritual, almost mystical.

    May your work for the new year continue to be a bring blessings for many people.
    Thank you.

  • Dear Tara, thanks for sharing! I do love the idea of ‘us’ in your poem. I feel a huge urge to reinstall sisterhood with the women all over the world.

    This is my poem for the start of 2018:
    (orignally written in duth. Tried to translate it 🙂


    itchy feeling

    new and vulnerable


    very near to my shoulders

    only tangible for me.

    Anxiously I wait

    and I yearn with curiosity

    – looking into the mirror –

    for what will unfold.

  • Laurie says:

    Being no one open to everyone.
    Being grateful
    Being of service
    Being Love.

    Thank you for sharing your heart, Tara; you fill mine. xoxo

  • Just exquisite, Tara! Thank you!

  • Solveig says:

    So beautiful! Thank you for sharing this! <3

  • Bernadette says:

    Your words perfectly captured how my heart feels about the New Year. Thank you <3

  • Colleen says:

    Thank you, Tara. Beautiful and true. All blessings to you.

  • Marion Robbins says:

    Yes. True. And beautiful! From an elderly reader (78) who is full of hope. Thank you!

  • Rosa says:

    So beautifully written Tara.


    Remember how you loved
    before you were born.

    Thank you for the reminder

  • Cate Johnson says:

    Thank you, Tara, for reminding us of what is most important in such a turbulent world. May we all seek to live by these words in 2018. Blessings to you!

  • Prentiss says:

    So beautiful. We really are all connected. We were likely writing our respective poems for the New Year around the same time, infused with the same frequency of love and light. Here is mine…

    4, 3, 2, 1…

    It is unknown
    And nonetheless upon us
    A strange, new friend
    A strange, new world
    Full of mystery and potential
    Empty as a clean slate
    Void of slings and arrows
    Of judgment or disappointment

    I don’t want to know
    Too much, too soon
    I want to learn
    To discover, to savor
    I don’t want to cram
    For it is not a test
    I want to pour the best of myself into its midst
    So I’ll say, “Yes,” to what has
    Shown up
    But I won’t attach possession
    Or stake permanent claim
    On any of it
    For it is not mine

    The New Year has been created
    By and for all of us, including
    Those who came before
    Who will never know this one
    And yet would want to know
    That their contributions were made
    That their lives were not in vain

    This New Year
    Is to be treasured and infused
    With love, light, and kindness
    By each of our
    Pounding hearts and
    Yearning souls
    One breath and one step
    At a time
    As one
    As you and I


  • barbara says:

    Powerful. Thank you.

  • Diane says:

    The part about looking back and falling to your knees every time you have hurt yourself brought tears to my eyes right away.

  • Whit says:

    I’m just reading this. Thank you – your words resonate deeply: the falling, the remembering, the opening. You offer an invitation to feel, and to look inward sometimes. Thank you.

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