The first

The first line in this year.

Year of the Dragon.

A good year, A wild year. A year no one saw coming. A year of lambasting others - the world wide web that is - and getting to touch with reality - that ever present force of life, here now.

And I can’t imagine what it will be like. I know I want to be in it like a pea in a soup. I know I will show the growing I’ve been doing under the surface - small and quiet though that may be.

A year of the mystics, those who have been in the dark, quietly cultivating a love for the world that is granular.

Like how you behold a flower, a tree, a fly - is actually how you behold humans and their plight.

The great go around. The great great opening.

Where nothing will stand. Everything must fall.

And Middle Earth will not be saved, will not be saved.

Those mystical hearts will keep on loving beyond their bodies - into the darkness, into the gloom of time and eternity.

Me?

I in the melee somewhere - doing my part. Staying true to my essence.

But wondering still…..about you and whether our paths will ever cross again. Something tells me they will.

But the years ahead are made for walking, living, loving, deeply and joyfully.

Enjoy this moment - it will not last - just as the beauty that shines in your eyes and body will soon fade to grey and all that was beautiful turn to dust and wrinkles - it is just how this thing goes and it’s all bloody marvelous!