Posted:Sun Jan 4, 2009 3:40 PM CST
Dawning of A New Year
The medications I am currently suffering through because of an eye injury from work have laid me low and left me less than lucid for the past few days. I tried to manage my time well enough to witness the birth of this glorious New Year filled with all the promises left unfulfilled from the one previous but I have failed miserably it seems. My long-term inability to maintain any regulated sleep however has raised my head from the distorted sleep of pills far too early, but in this time of solitude I have time to reminisce and dream.
Looking out my window at this early hour I can see the snow gathered on my backyard trees, strewn like the confetti from the last nights celebrations. Its pristine sheen glimmers, reflecting the orange light from the streets and to a lesser degree the light from the heavens above. Each sparkle representing the endless possibilities that began at the stroke of midnight throughout the world.
The cottony white blanket on the boughs of my evergreen leave a dual impression in my mind. The weight of time bears them down in some ways, but there is also the warmth provided in their clinging grasp. Sweet serenity in the togetherness.
Later today I will see the doctor for my eye issue and with any luck the splint will be pulled from my eye. Physically this will be much easier than the ongoing battle to remove the one that resides in my heart. It is more unwelcome than the material one as it does so much more harm. Not only to myself but also to others that I share life with. The doctor will heal the one in my body, and I am at a loss to define the exact nature of the healer for the one in my heart. I can only imagine that it will come from the spiritual bastions that excel in spiritual evolution. Many of whom I have met here in this lovely world online.
My one wish for this year is that we all practice the medicine of spiritual healing for the benefit of all around us. If each sparkle in the snow represents a union of sorts in a poetic manner, then perhaps we can in unity become that simple pure blanket that comforts the tree.
And the tree could become our community.
The birth of a New Year is upon us, hopefully in more than a mere chronological way. Let it sink into our hearts and truly this could be the dawn of a New Year.
God Bless,
~ Mark