To you, I give the grain, the light and the sky. To you, a sacred heritage. To you, the land and sea.
Each new year is like a sunrise. The world reborn in our minds, fresh and new and full of promise.
There is a sense of wonder in watching the natural world. Sitting under a tree and looking at the pattern of the leaves against the sky. Watching the waves as they crash upon the beach. Watching the sun rise and set makes you understand that the world is bigger than yourself. The universe itself is magnificent. Every changing and never changing in one breath. There are no words for how I feel at that moment when the sky bursts into color in the morning or the profound peace I feel watching the last light of the sun become a glow and the stars painted upon the sky.
I hope the new year bestows upon you happiness. That you have the strength to meet each challenge presented to you. That you have friends to support you as you support them. That no pain or anger hardens your heart beyond your capacity to love. I wish for you above all peace.
Not peace in your lives. The universe finds new challenges for us every day. Beating them is itself a selfish warlike act. It keeps the blood moving and the mind active. The challenges we face in life make us who we are. Who am I to wish from you the challenge that will make you … you?
No, the peace I wish for you is the peace in your mind and heart. Your Chad’Rasha centered and ready.
You have probably noticed, Dear Reader, that I am waxing more philosophical in my dotage. Much of the excitement of my youth has become the consistency of age. It is now that I start to focus more on my overall worldview and start writing more of what people consider the meat of my thoughts.
There are still challenges before me. The universe has not had its full pleasure from me yet.