Last Day of the Year

There's snow all over the place here today, covering the dirt and grunge with a sparkling white blanket to give the illusion of peace and quiet to the setting here.

I'm listening to some music and purging myself of some things no longer of any use, hoping to release them to others, to the universe, via the goodwill or other such entities.

At the end of one year, it always seems that my thoughts are on starting the new one with a little more order and little less excess in my life. Chaos and clutter only begets more of the same.

I'm finding it hard not to dwell on all that's going wrong in the world right now, particularly the latest tragedies that have resulted from the natural disaster in SE Asia. I remind myself that it is only grace and circumstance and location that leaves me here alive and well while others not unlike me suffer irretrievable loss and heartbreak. What can I do? How can my contribution ease some of the immense and inconsolable pain and hopelessness?

'There's beauty in the river...' Ozark Mountain Daredevils. But 'And so this is Christmas, and what have you done?....' John Lennon.

'We all are one, we are the same person...' Jimmy Cliff. Maybe that's why today, as yesterday, there is a hole in the center of my being that aches and aches and cannot seem to find comfort.

Peace to everyone in the universe. May we all find our way through this abyss we've arrived at in 2004.

fhaedra