Year in and year out we write down what we wish to do for the new year, and plan on making plans. Then, year and year out each and every opportunity simply passes us by unless we take notice and take hold. Lessons are learned, and (some) bridges are burned.
This is the privilege of being alive. And of having choices.
We take stock of our most significant decisions, and reflect further on the probability and/or possibility of new ones.
All I know is that to be resolute in a happy choice is to keep moving forward. This is because I am choosing to be thankful to be growing up. And sometimes choices like lists or plans are thrust upon us, to face head on, ready or not.
Change is funny that way. Or unfunny depending on how your day is going. But change comes whether we are ready to laugh or cry. It is as sure as sunrise and as unpredictable as death. It reminds me that I am still here today.
This, being (alive) and living, is my blessed lot, the fortunate event, a constant spiral --it's good to be here.
May hope and grace guide you while you are here.
*original post 2009.01.01