It is the 31st and I had to go to be with Papa but there was a lot of work so I couldn't go. Anyway, he is off for his satsang and I know he enjoys himself a lot. So that's good. The two words for 2025 for me are Marcus Aurelius - the philosopher king. I now see that the year goes on a certain continuum, things don't change, and with every passing day ennui and desolation percolate. Yet we must soldier on. We must turn up with all our feelings - the ones that smile and the ones that wound and carry both as badges of honour. One is a human being and to have lived with that fragility every single day is immense enough.
2025 - is the year to be Stoic.
This has been my Gmail signature for nearly a lifetime and now it's time to really lean in: Amor Fati - a love of fate or a love for one's own fate (interpretations vary).
But the resolve is to breathe deep in all circumstances.
So, help me God.
Wish you all a brave 2025 everyone!
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