“Buddhists say that life is a river, that we are carried on a raft to our final destination. The river has its current, rapids, sandbars, whirlpools, and other obstacles that we can’t control, but we are given a pair of oars to guide our craft. The quality of the voyage depends upon our skill, but we cannot alter the course because the river always empties into death. Sometimes we have no choice but to give ourselves to the current” – Isabel Allende “The Sum of Our Days”
I think I always get a bit retrospective around my birthday. It’s more like the beginning of a new year than New Year’s is for me. Everything begins and ends June 1st.