Happy New You
As we pass through the doorway of 2022, and into the space of a New Year, many of us are ready to turn the page on what has been another challenging year, to say the least. In our looking forward however, we miss the plain truth of this present moment; that everything right here and now is exactly the way it's suppose to be, and unfolding perfectly for our highest good. No matter how many 'resolutions' we make, or how many goals we set, it will make little difference to the quality of our lives unless we are completely present Here and Now, awake to the freedom and joy that is already within us.
With that in mind, I share with you again, the poem that I have shared the last three years at this time, before the world seemed to turn upside down. The power and profundity of these words are even more relevant and inspiring now, given what we have all gone through the past few years. I offer them to you fresh and new, and suggest that you meditate upon them as you begin a new cycle of 365 days on this earth, and another trip around the sun. Refer back to them on a regular basis throughout 2023; whenever you need a reminder as to what 'New Years' is all about, and where happiness and fulfillment are always found.
I Cannot Wish You...
I cannot wish you good fortune
knowing that good fortune is what you are,
while bad fortune is just a case of mistaken identity.
I cannot wish you all the things of the earth
since earth itself is what you are and that is sufficient,
while all the rest will never be enough.
I cannot wish you the things you want to see
when much unseen is waiting for your denial of mind
that refuses to see.
I cannot wish you strength or courage to conquer
the trials and tribulations of life
because YOU alone are the master of limits and imaginary lines.
I cannot wish you an easy and safe path in all your ventures.
Safe and easy paths are worthy of the unworthy.
I cannot wish you the kind of freedom you may seek.
Life is the proof of freedom; seeking is your prison;
expectations are your guards.
I cannot wish you good health.
The voice within asking ever more provoking questions is your
health: fear that silences you is your illness.
I cannot wish you anything
as long as your life is about having instead of Being.
Maybe New Year's is not about wishes and celebrations at all.
Maybe, just maybe, it is just a reminder about the power
of your state of mind.
What else than your state of mind can make things look
beautiful when, in fact, they are ugly?
What else but your state of mind can make things look ugly
when, in fact, they are beautiful?
Let this New Year's be the New Year in which you choose to be
the Master of your mind and not it's slave.