Back to the Beginning

It's the last day of the year. I think today is a really interesting, fine-balance sort of a day because while everyone is all reflective and focused inward on the past 365 days, we are also looking forward toward the future. The next 365 days hold nothing but promise. Today, 2010 can be anything we want it to be. And with resolutions firmly in place, we can envision our perfect year.

I like this idea. The idea of standing at the start of the yellow brick road, the possibilities stretched out before us. We can see the months of the year laid out in front of us. We strain our eyes to see the days ahead, but they disappear into the horizon. There's so much potential, so much promise, so much opportunity. This is the year, we think to ourselves. This year will be the best year yet.

But why is this feeling of hope limited to one or two days of the year? Why must we measure our lives so rigidly? Why are we limited by calendars and schedules and Outlook? Why can't every day be the first day?

There's nothing we can do today that a little resolution tomorrow won't fix.