It is the end of another year and now I see people analysing the year, data and numbers comparing 2013 to years gone by with New Year resolutions forming in minds. That's fine. I've also done it all my life, with the feeling that as the New Year begins, I can begin changing my life too, and make all my dreams come true. Until today, December 27th...
I got up earlier than usual, about 5.15 am and as it was so hot, I went to my garden to see the new day dawning. It was so peaceful. Quieter than usual. There was just a bird I do not know singing an incredibly different song. I immediately looked in front of me and saw an indescribable blue sky with touches of gold, still not certain if it was night or day. The moon and the stars were there too. Was it night or day? Day or night? As I looked east and saw the first rays of light, and at the same time looked up and saw the moon and the stars, I thought: There is neither night nor day, no end nor beginning, not even time… We are made of moments we share, here and now, and each one is special because they belong to a journey that never begins and will never end: the stories of our lives. So, from now on, for me, years are just numbers. Months are just parts of the years. Nights and days are the same: little moments of immeasurable beauty that I share with everyone and everything around me. Be it a beautiful singing bird or friends and family. On December 31st, I won't say Happy New Year anymore. Instead, I will say: Welcome to your journey. Make it a happy one.
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