The year's gone by.
A mixed year - it was. Fun, revelry, personal loss, grief, betrayal, hurt, tender love, happiness - I had it all. A few reflections in some borrowed words -
What does not destroy me, makes me stronger. - Nietzsche.
And forget not that that earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. - Gibran.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished. Rumi.
And then here is the resolution for the year that greets me. Again some borrowed words -
A mixed year - it was. Fun, revelry, personal loss, grief, betrayal, hurt, tender love, happiness - I had it all. A few reflections in some borrowed words -
What does not destroy me, makes me stronger. - Nietzsche.
And forget not that that earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. - Gibran.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished. Rumi.
And then here is the resolution for the year that greets me. Again some borrowed words -
Meditae.
Live purely. Be quiet.
Do your work with mastery.
Like the moon, come out from behind the
clouds! Shine.
- Budhha
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