A quiet yet persistent new year revolution

The past is stale bread

The future is no bread

The present is fresh bread

So as 2021 unfolds we will give the past its due but not its power

And we shall nod to the future but refrain from undue attention because it doesn’t exist

Instead – like children to an ice cream van – we return again and again to the present whether sad, serene, joyous, bleak or a wild-horse-throwing-me-sideways moment

We shall be here now in 2021

And we shall be quiet creators of good, for this is how change occurs, whether in others or ourselves

Quietly and kindly – and always one day at a time

For only in this place is there life

The past being stale bread

The future, no bread

And the present, fresh bread

So here we are

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