A new year.
An ending and a beginning.
This should mean more to me than it does I suppose. I guess it’s a reason, an excuse, to start over, to try harder. To reflect. To let go.
I’ve always thought it odd how we measure our lives in years. We look back and say “that was a bad year” or “what a great year it’s been.” How would our lives change if we measured in days. If every day we woke up and decided to try harder, to set new goals, to reflect. To let go. To be present.
Instead of waking up a year from now and wondering what could have been done differently, we can set our intentions in the morning and meditate at night. We can live fully in the moment.
This is something I’ve been working on a lot recently.
Falling in love with the present moment. Taking the time to breath in the beauty that surrounds me. The trees, the moon, the rivers and the rocks. Feeling the wind and rain, the sun on my skin.
Letting go of trying to be who people think I should be and embracing who I am. Accepting that I am different. Letting go of fear and doubt.
To see people not for who I want them to be but to love them as they are. Closing my eyes and feeling their energy. Feeling the connection.
These simple yet powerful actions can bring me to tears. I’m often overcome with love and gratitude so intense all I want to do is lay down, close my eyes and soak it up. Its an amazing feeling of being right where I should be.
Knowing that it’s all so perfect.
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