While I drink my green tea,
the old year is slowly slipping away
and in a couple of minutes it will be
a different year.
This is a moment of reflecting, of going inside
and getting deep, of listening intently
to an ancient voice, of looking longingly to some distant place
where hopes and dreams wait in silence,
of facing questions that keep on transgressing the confines
of my mind for a long time.
I think it is not enough to craft resolutions.
I think about pondering the deeper questions of life
in a submissive position that requires faith and trust
to a great mystery.
And I believe doing so goes beyond the telling and making promises.
And as to the answers to those questions, I am approaching them
from a position of reverence and silent wonder.