New Year

A good sigh

As the new year came in,

All of the past troubles and sin

They have magically disappeared,

Amazing that there is nothing to fear

So now we move forward and don't look back,

There's nothing I can't do, there's nothing I lack.

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[Solst Rapture]

This is earnest, granted. But really, is it true? What is this poem for? Talk to me Stacy, I'm being sincere.

As the new year came in,
I wince with worry at what the next pain will be.
All of the past troubles and sins
are woven within my soul, nothing to erase,
everything to resolve.
They have magically disappeared,
to all those who never kiss me good night,
them calm but aimless people of the dark.
Amazing that there is nothing to fear
until you reach the end of that year,
looking onto the next, contemplating time
and life.
So now we move forward and don't look back,
until we remember we have forgotten ourselves.
There's nothing I can't do, there's nothing I lack.
Really, is any of this true.

I'm messing around but what I mean is, do you really believe your own words?

[Pax Analog]

Well, interesting contrast between your optimistic affirmation and the devil's advocate deconstruction below.

Perhaps one can triangulate and say it is a sobering tough and essential time to get one's priorities in order.
Personally, fear dwindles out of being bored with it, 'cause it's useless. I don't try to overcome it, I just remember over and over that all I care about is a useful spiritual pragmatism at the core of survival means and creative integrity.

There's a hell of a lot of simulation in the world. "Troubles" come out of confusion a great deal; "sin" is best understood as "missing the mark" (as in seeing the real issue) not a baggage label; and "fear" is contraction.

In other words, all and everything is active insight meditation if you're at all serious about a fresh start. ;-)

It is true that we always have a greater resource than we are frequently willing to accept. Personally, it takes will, application, hanging out with inspirational ideas -- but sturdy ones -- and deep breathing into a greater sense of Clearing.

Happy frickin' 2009! ;-)