Look forward, look back.
Anticipate what’s coming,
Contemplate what’s past.

Ski down the slopes of December
and smack onto the fresh, untracked
snows of January.
Look back... say your farewells,
then move on.
Make your own marks on the new year.

Forget “resolutions.”

After the snows come warmth and renewal.
Let it happen.
Flow with the seasons.
Savor each new one.
Remember this :
Collectively, days go by at warp speed,
irreversible,
irretrievable,
suddenly a part of “history.”

Eventually, the snows will return.
Anticipate the hills and valleys of each new day.
Negotiate them skillfully, moguls and all.

When the hills seem steep and long, and you feel yourself sliding...
May you always find a ski lift waiting to take you back to the top .
Happy New Year!