I’ve spent the previous 24-ish hours in mostly silent reflection on this past year. I’m not exactly searching for answers. I’m not really one to ask, “Why me?” except perhaps in jest. Because why anybody? The world simply turns day after day and things just happen sometimes. Nevertheless, I dug deep. Looking for a way to heal.
At some point, I was reminded of a meditation from Nicole Meline and her analogy of a mountain. We typically regard them as beautiful, but mountains are born from the violent (albeit slow by comparison) collision of tectonic plates. Meline said, “I grow with conflict; I heal with grandeur.” Last year’s conflicts have absolutely led to some growth. Unlike a mountain—or world—that exists without intentionality, my healing won’t happen on its own and I recognize that.
I have work to do. Marcus Aurelius said it first, “The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes the way.” But countless people have reminded me of that very sentiment on their own terms. I don’t know what’s over the mountain before me. Happiness, I think. Serenity.
I’m grateful for the stronger bonds with my friends and family as I am for the new friendships made in the wake of last year’s chaos. I hope all of these relationships continue maturing. To the idle spectators watching my story, I appreciate you too. I know you don’t need affirmation from me for the positive vibes you’ve hurled my way but you’ve got it anyway. Thank you.
I’m not the only person whose world got rocked last year, or even before. I hope you go over your mountain too. If you need a hiking buddy, hit me up. Even if I’m further up the path than you, I’ll come back for you.
Peace and happiness to us all in 2023. Happy New Year.
Your idle hands are all that stands
—Nathaniel Rateliff, “And It’s Still Alright”
From your time in the dark
But it’s still alright
