End of year blues or lessons?
May we recognize how much we’ve learned this year about ourselves and community. About history — ancestral, social, political. How it has reared some of its heartless and hurtful parts. How we are learning compassion, tolerance and forgiveness || prioritizing how we want to feel.
May we have begun familiarizing ourselves with our own addictions; pain, control, fear and transmuting these pieces — knowing we are a part of the big night sky. We are meant to be here…Now. Bright. Better. (Not as in more perfect)
May we recognize the importance of health..and reflect often, on what this means. The health of ourselves and its impact on the health of society. And society’s health on us.
Perhaps we don’t shout “Happy New Year,” this year. I don’t know, it doesn’t feel in tune. Does it? Maybe we say, “Welcome 2021.” We are ready. One day at a time — One foot in front of the other.
Arrive easy,
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