As the movement of energy, deaths, and foreboding ensues, I find myself seeing ways i which I may have been less than kind, less than unconditionally loving, less than forgiving, less than perfect. We all are. Let us breath a deep breath of letting go. Letting go of past regrets. Letting go of things gone unsaid. We will move forward into a new reality. A reality that will be defined by our conscience. As strong beings in service of the love that binds, we move forward into new ways of being. May we do so in thoughtful and meaningful ways.