It's another year for me. Another year to awaken. Another year to live. Another year to live out what I believe inside and to let my one and only life become congruent with what is true in life.

Sometimes, this past year, I don't think I fully recognized my life I think and the Covid dizziness and national implosion revealed an alarming thinness of the American experiment that makes life feel so fragile these days. I'm uneasy. I feel a bit disillusioned and disappointed if I am honest. It's been a difficult year for me. Perhaps for you as well. Perhaps it's been hard for the world.