As The Clock Strike Twelve

When we look back over the year that has been, it becomes clearer that even though at times we (me, you, us, humanity and the earth) may feel as if we are stuck, not moving forward and repeating the same patterns, that we have actually mastered the art of linking a collection of seemingly unrelated and odd little stories together to create a much larger and magnificent work of art! 

When we look back over our lives, at the chapters in the book of our lives that have already been written, it becomes clearer that, as Freud, said, the future is a blank page. 


As the architects of tomorrow, we choose. We can either let circumstances provide the plot, or else define the plot ourselves in our imaginations and write the text as the future becomes the present. What will you choose to build? What will you write? What will you create? 

You could say that each of us are in some ways like Robert Frost's wet dream: two paths diverge in a wood and we’re considering our options on taking the path less taken. 

As we are a smaller part of something bigger and we never know what is coming, I wish you unrelenting excitement in each word that you choose to write in 2009. 

Edith Lovejoy Pierce said "We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called "Opportunity" and its first chapter is New Year's Day."