New Year

Upon the greeting of the new year, another chapter of each of our lives, a new chance and new beginning, breathe. For although we seek to throw our past into the dust and run away from our mistakes, remember that it is by those mistakes that we know how to better ourselves.

Push to be a better man. A greater being. A happier life.

Leave in the past not yourself, but the perception that you cannot change yourself. The idea that fate is set in stone and cannot be washed away, cannot be altered, cannot be made new. For it is a lie.

Breathe for a moment during your celebrations and remember what you were, and whom you have become. Recall yourself burning inside and then rising from the ashes to walk anew. For by my word, your past is your life, your present is your ideal, and your future is changeable.

Have fun.

Dance

The Eternal Dancer moves within every living thing. Its dance pushes and pulls people into motion and into rest. The beat of the music it uses is unique and heard only by the ears who listen for it. It is the whisper in the breeze, the crash of the waves in the ocean, the silence of the night, and the noise of the day. It changes and alters itself to roll with the punches thrown by the hardships of life and the overwhelming power of death. It is a never ending  song to a never ending dance, for with every person who bows out gracefully from the Eternal Dance, another person is born to step into the empty place.

The Eternal Dancer will not wait for any man, but instead will dance freely and wait for those who wish to join it to do so. It waits for people to free themselves and to the waltz of nature and follow the lead of higher powers. Its name and face changes to accommodate all those who dance as though no one is watching. For only an open mind will hear its call.

The Dancer will tango one through love, sway with one through despair, waltz for comfort, and walk with one when the endless dance must play its final song. It will twirl one into the next life, where they can dance forever, with no need of something to guide them. Or to teach them how to dance, for they already know the steps and the beat, they must simply find the will and the want to begin again.

Why not dance through life? We only have one and there is no better time to learn. No better time to make mistakes and be reprimanded for dancing off beat, so that one will not misstep again. Now is the time to learn to be free and enjoy the body one is gifted with, no matter the stature, for each holds a part of the Eternal Dancer, which is calling out to be set free and allowed to dance with the one who knows it best.

Carpe Diem.

Individually Conformed

With every face I pass and every lost expression and dead eyes I find myself staring into as I make my own way through my life, I begin to wonder how so many of us (normal, everyday, conspirators for individuality) have become, in our own, conformed to the world and standards around us. How we have fallen from grace and simply live it up as we wait to hit the inevitable ground. How our pedestals seem weak and frail while standing close to one another, for we have conformed to one another.

After all, how can anyone truly stand out if everyone is unique?