Don't Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

A good friend of mine and I have had many talks about relationship karma, - about past loves, broken hearts, the numbers, college, and the varying degrees of sanctionably good and bad ticks on the tally.  He was insighting that this spell, the proverbial 'dry spell', was karma coming back to tag him for the injustices of the past.  I though about this for a bit, thinking about how much he has changed and how much his outlook and desire for a real relationship has changed.  The easy way is not the way of this bodhisattva.  

As I thought more about his view on relationships, I thought about how it parallels life in general.  Everything starts out so pure.  We are all little miracles- unfettered by the predestined buildup of  own junk and the beliefs that are sanctioned by others, and then over the course of days and years these little earthquakes of our lives start to shift the tectonic placement of our own beliefs about who and what we are, that the geographic map shifts, but underneath it remains the place where we all began.

The beginning of each new year always fills me with hope.  Perhaps it is corny to think that things will change at the blink of an eye once the ball drops at midnight but I for as many naysayers of the whole tradition of making a resolution there are, believe that there is a part of all of us that wants to evolve and change and come back full circle to the way we started out: accepting of ourselves.

There was a time, a very long time ago, say when we were born, when each one of us was accepted for who we were, -a new entity on this planet.  All of the resolutions to me signify a reset button for the  hope of going back to where we didn't feel the pangs of being so out of synch with the good that was waiting patiently to be unearthed, brushed off and shown to the light of day .  Who can shun a person's goal to seek better health, to seek fufillment, to seek happiness, -these were the gifts we had in the very beginning that began to be chipped away, hourly, daily, annually to where we are all today.

So, return home, remember the wellspring from where all hopes and dreams bubble and move towards renewing what was lost in order to gain what can be found.