It's hard to believe how quickly time flies, and to what end?
Two weeks and a day is fifteen nights of dreams, and fifteen opportunities to live, to choose, to be the best of ourselves. Taking stock (and making stock with Winter's onset), and what of personal intentions and taking action in kind?
Two weeks and a day is fifteen chances of practicing what one preaches, and fifteen possibilities of paradox: strength in vulnerability, clarity amidst fog, silence in the din, abundance from scarcity, surrender within attachment, focus amid distraction, commitment save guarantee, consistency adjunct dissonance, allowance betwixt directed-ness, positive expectation in the face of disappointment, resilience given insecurity, serenity albeit anxiety, calm although irritation, articulation beset lacking communication, in total dynamic peace.
Two weeks and a day from now what events shall transpire and what inner workings revealed?
Between these lines is an invitation to "Show up and be that which you are."