14 January

Uncertainty in life is sure to cause confusion in one’s mind, especially when, outward focussed, all efforts made to rationalise that which can’t be broken down into mere fragments for inspection; rather one must see a bigger picture in reflection.

You see, life is like a puzzle which has a few, at best, completed pieces in their place, and some are there to test one’s knowledge and one’s learning to see if one can choose, and, with pure discrimination, select those pieces whose positions are not fused correctly for interpretation true to form, and move them into place with caution, and settle so the storm. And then there are far more in number whose absence is profound, and leave a gaping hole asunder, and echo of a silence loud.

So this great puzzle is your life, and you may take it as you will, play it like a game or not, but know it is your fill to one day, later down the track, complete its record fair, so that you may truly grace this stage of freedom there.

Do not, then, rely on chance, but use your wisdom grown from all you have accumulated, and now shown to be the all you know is so, at least up ’till now, and place this knowledge in your heart and lovingly compel yourself to onward march and, of strong will, set free your blueprint for all future works, and give so, gloriously.

The future is what you have made of all your yesterdays, and none of them account for much unless they are all played out in the here and now, a symphony of song, rhythmic dancing of a movement sure that you belong. Dance, and keep on dancing, and hold on to yourself, look inward and, for glancing, know at once the self of all, the answer to your prayers, and be at peace in knowledge that you have solved a puzzle rare.