New Year

New Year:

this past year has been difficult for so many of us, perhaps for most of us, we’ve all suffered and lost in some way. So we turn to a new year with no small amount of hope, a wish for a happier, healthier, more fulfilling year then last. May it be so for each of you, may it be so for me. Yet it strikes me now of how we measure this in terms of an annual change, an event, of months to a year, weeks, days and even smaller still to hours and minutes to be counted. Time is the illusion of our control, that we can resolve our way to something better, more lasting than before. It’s always an escape from the present moment, now, a timeless point that can’t be measured, nor counted down to another time. This is where all change occurs, and it’s constant, right now we are the resolve of motion, a continuous, dynamic event of being alive.

there is absolutely nothing for us to wait for.

everything happens now.

of course time is a major factor of our lives, we maintain a schedule, celebrate holidays, and use a new year to review our accomplishments and set new goals. But time also tends to rob us of the present moment, mentally removing us from many experiences occurring now, the simple, yet vital things we take for granted. This isn’t a call for mindfulness, a worthy endeavor, but one that often requires great effort. What I’m asking for here is more…