I usually find the eve of a new year one of tension and anxiety about what I have done or not done during the year and what I want to do in the year to come.
It feels as though I carve solid images of myself to represent what I have done and what I want to do. Structured and immovable. Devoid of emotion and separate from who I am at this very moment.
Then it occurred to me that a carved solid image is hardly a living entity and I am very much alive and breathing. So why don't I see myself as such?
So I looked at the images I made of my "last year's" self and my "next year's" self and saw them as living entities with high and lows, goods and bads but most importantly with love and compassion. Now I feel relaxed, maleable and content knowing that what has been, has been and what will be, will be and love supports it all.
Be present in that love.
Engage with the flow of life.
