It’s coming up to the end of 2015 and a time to reflect on the year past for each of us personally and in the world order. If you catch one of those reviews of the year on the news channels it will mostly be grim reminders of quite unfathomable atrocities, disasters and sorrow.
Yet we still, somehow, find optimism for the year ahead. I’m thankful that hope is the last of our emotions to die, and that resilience seems to be an auto-response.
I am, undoubtedly, a bumbling optimist, because if I look beyond the bloody nasty things that go on, the hate that seems to rule so many lives, I can find plenty to cheer me. People striving to do good things, to help others, to make beauty and enjoy it.
I wish for you peace, love and happiness.
Realstrings 