I love taking the dog for walks, whether it’s just a short walk around the neighborhood, or a trip to the local beach, or letting him loose on a field so he can chase his ball. One thing I especially like to do when we go walking is to look around on the ground. I am always hoping to find something unusual. Or, like a friend of mine did in a local store, as he approached me to say ‘Hello’, find money. (My friend saw me and came over to say ‘Hi’. As he got closer, he looked under the stand that was holding the cards I was looking at, and said, “Hey! What’s that?” THAT was a crisp $50 Bill!)
One day, I was with another friend at the local beach, again, looking for unusual stuff – I am hoping to find a glass float ball that often break loose from Japanese fishing boats across the Pacific. This particular day, I thought I had hit pay dirt as I caught the sun reflecting off glass. As I went to investigate, it turned out to be a bottle half buried in the sand. As I pulled it out, I could see that the bottle definitely contained something unusual! There was a message stuffed inside! Was it a love note from some long since forgotten lover? Was is a message for help from someone stranded on some desert island in some far-flung corner of the ocean? Turns out it was something more mundane. Someone had stuffed the label from the bottle into the bottle, but I will never forget that initial rush of excitement that came when I was fishing it out!
This new year, I want to continue looking. But I want to look inside myself and find the beauty that lies within. Sometimes we become disconnected and lost. We lose a part of ourselves. I have spent too many years in that state – lost and disconnected. This year is going to be a journey of rediscovering myself. I hope that whatever you are looking for, you will find it this year!
Time is the most undefinable yet paradoxical of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past even while we attempt to define it, and, like the flash of lightning, at once exists and expires. ~Charles Caleb Colton
Time. Sixty seconds – one minute. Sixty minutes – one hour. Twenty four hours – one day. A year. A decade. A century… Human beings are the only species on this capable of measuring time. Our ancestors looked to the heavens in the distant past and tracked the motions of the constellations to measure time. The time for sowing. The time for reaping, measured in the heavens. The sundial. The clock. The watch. All invented by humans to keep track of this precious commodity called “Time.”
Time is important to us. It is valuable. Employers measure a workers productivity based on time. Mere seconds can determine the winner or loser of a game. I think more importantly, though, and on a much deeper and intimate level, time measures a life. Childhood to adolescence. Adolescence to adulthood. Adulthood to old age. Old age to….
Once a year, we celebrate the passing of time as one year passes and a New Year begins. Many use this time of celebration to reflect on the year that has passed, anticipating the year that is to come. When I was a younger man, I never really gave this much thought. The New Year was a time to be with family and friends getting together and celebrating. This year, 2015, I will be Fifty years old. Something happens to a man when he gets to be this age. Thoughts of his own mortality begin to sink in. I, for one, realize that there are fewer years ahead of me than the years that lay behind. To be honest with you, many of those years have not been good. Whether that was due to circumstances or dumb choices, it matters not. The good news is, those years are not lost or wasted. They contain valuable lessons that speak to us and motivate us toward change. That is why I am looking forward to this new year ahead.
Whatever may come your way in 2015, I hope this is a year full of hope, wisdom and strength.