For me, the Christmas and New Year season always brings waves of reflective nostalgia and renewed faith in the future; unfortunately, there is a period, just after the New Year, that brings me feelings of emptiness: I seem to have missed something intangible.
When I was younger, I suffered the January and February blahs, but now I realize that these feelings are nothing but grasping; an attempt to embrace something that was never there. Life is constantly transforming, and I only need to open to the way things really are. If I miss something, it is because I wasn’t living in the moment.
The New Year still brings the same sensations to me, but now it is a positive reminder, not a curse.
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db johnston
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