another year, another chance to get it right.

and so it goes - the ultimate renewal of all that has gone wrong. A new year to change the direction, right the wrongs, change your ways. A signifying moment every 365 days to resolve old wars - to resolute not to go down the same road again. The pressure is unbearable - perhaps that is the point. The pressure behind this time of year is present to push us to our limits, and make us really evaluate what the last year was... who we were and who we have become. A chance to make amends and change the aspects of yourself and your life that are undesirable. Most commonly we tell ourselves things like "I'm going to get in shape" or "I want to repair a broken friendship" or "I'm going to eat healthier" or stop smoking, or quit drinking, or walk more. Safe resolutions that most of us won't commit too, and by this time next week they will thoughtfully be stored somewhere in the back of our brains with little if any intention to really make the changes. I wonder what would happen if we could really commit to making the changes that need to commence - and really understand the gravity behind putting that kind of resolution into action. Where would we be a few months from now? Where would we end up?