Why September Feels Like the Real New Year

by samh

I have always felt that the new year is more to do with September than January. even when I wasn’t working in education. It is ingrained into us from age four. We were taken shopping for new black shoes and a new pencil case (because this one is so last year). We also sometimes needed a new school bag and pumps. Finally, the pièce de résistance, the pencils, fountain pen and ink cartridges, and new felt tips!

I have always loved this time of year. As a child, it was the thing I loved most about school, apart from art lessons. Mum would take me into town to WH Smiths in Liverpool City Centre. We would buy these things the week before school started. I would feel confident that my tools and accessories would help me to succeed.

Now I have a huge room size pencil case and I still have the excitement of a child at the thought of buying new supplies. This ‘pencil case’ is not only where I can make art. It is also where I can share my joy and excitement with others. Ultimately, when I have finished my organisations, It will not only be a space for teaching art but a space that evokes a sense of calm. In my role as a journal therapist, I have built a portfolio of effective creative exercises. These exercises aim to free the mind of intrusive thoughts. They help in buying back precious moments of lust for life that have been earlier lost.