of 2018

The year concludes and earns its place as a monument in my lifetime, one of great loss and great beginning. I gained an angel in the ether in the form of my father, and an angel in this time-space in the form of her.

I was reminded by the fragility and impermanence of life when I witnessed the last breath of a loved one.

I learned the value of accountability for the self, to not be subdued by emotions bred by a refusal (or laziness) to change, shed old comforts and evolve.

I discovered a great form of love that arises when shared genuinely between two souls whose hearts, minds and bodies meet without digression.

New lessons continue to be had and they fall over the layers of me that grow and unfold through the days and years... in them they hold successions of events that mold the landscape within me, undictated by the human invention of time because the persistence and brevity of our experiences are in relation to ourselves, not clocks.

As the calendar year grows by one digit, we are granted not with a new life but with a symbol, a reminder to let new changes in and good developments foster in this continuity of life. The past matters not because it is worth regressing to, but because it led one thing to the next.. And now we're here.

Grateful for family, for being my unfailing source of comfort and support through all the different layers I've been.

Grateful for all that you do and all that you are, my love.