Party in the Bardo Room

Hiya team.

Here's a little poem that came up:

time appears; restless momentum flows from the
future to the past, past to the future.
an old year comes to its end, a new one is on the way.
Now i'll relax and let go of the flow, and rest choicelessly in the current.

there's a lot to reflect on, and a lot to let go of (and rest non-conceptually).

in the realitive aspect of our Buddharealm here, call it Endurance or Earth, what have you, there are forces at work that we cannot see or comprehend, some that we can, but they all are fairly ordinary.
the main point is about taking responsibility.
accountability for our actions and intentions is key. This is, in my short experience, what I think is called "growing up;" it's pretty difficult to measure maturity (it like most things is constantly fluctuating), but there is a difference in attitude between someone who is able to acknowledge and accept their circumstances, and people who are constantly clamoring for something else, who are not willing to relax and abide in the present moment.
we have to make choices in our lives, but we don't need to be controlled by them. i think people need to learn more about surrendering and choicelessness, what a wise fried of mind calls "investing in loss."
this is not any passive or cynical or depressed activity; rather it can be fearless, noble, and compassionate if done genuinely.
so, just take a step back, take a deep breath, and relax. let go. see what gifts stillness and silence can bring if you are able to accept them.