2011

My word of 2010 was transformation-and I knew it from the very beginning. I could tell that was going to be the key word of my year as soon as January 3rd 2010 hit; and transforming it was. 2010 emulated the progress of 5 years compacted into one single year. I think of those trash compactors that some people have in their houses. I have never grown spiritually, mentally, emotionally, in such little time as I have this past year. Sometimes disaster has to strike to get your priorities into gear. Last year at this time I had no goals. Last year at this time I had no boundaries. Last year at this time I had no ambition or self-control. I had nothing. So naturally, when even the nothingness of my existence was snatched from me (Thank GOD) it left me free falling out in the middle of a vacuous black hole. When this happens the rational inclination is to desperately grasp onto the one thing that you know is real and tangible. The only thing that you truly know is secure when everything that previously provided you security has gone astray.

To some outsiders that are unaware of the metamorphosis that my innards have undergone, it may appear as though not much has changed. But nothing could be farther from the truth. As I excogitate the response of my life to this transformation that delineates 2010, I found myself trying to extract a word that I might be able to designate towards 2011. Initially, I began by searching too hard. The word must have been right in front of me all along because it did not take long to surface and expose itself. It is one of the only words that can ensue transformation when the antipode of this word preceded the transformation:

Supernatural.