World weary and soul tired, ground down by the daily grind, I wonder where to recharge my batteries so my heart might sing again. Gone down the tubes and down the drain, trying to find bottom only to sink in the muck, I seek a quiet place to find my center and reconnect with a world gone mad. Instead I am downtrodden, beaten senseless and feel like I been hit by a train. Where is the peace I need to survive in this mad place, I ask the universe. And then I realize the quiet has been inside this whole time, waiting.
As every year ends, there seems to be a rush to dictate the rules for the new one. Eat better. Exercise more. Do something… anything to get back on track.
What’s funny is I gave up on resolutions a long time ago. There’s really no need for the nonsense. Every day can be a new beginning.
So every day, I do my best to do what I can with what I’m given. It’s not New Age mumbo jumbo or Old School philosophical thought. It’s just reducing things down to where they are manageable.
Do I have plans? Sure, there are many lines in the sand on my calendar. However, being married to my wife for 17 years, I have taken away one simple lesson that I have had to learn many times: plans change. Sometimes for the better. Sometimes for the worse. But change is the only constant.
Uncle Fred says “Life’s lessons will be repeated until learned.” This one took a long time for me to accept. And I won’t say I’m good at it yet, but I’m getting there.
My plan for 2018 is much like my plan for 2017 was: Every day do my best with what I have, for as long as I can.
May your 2018 be full of moments of peace, love, and happiness so we may overcome all the other days.
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