It is 20:52 at the moment, 8 minutes before the imposed curfew. It is a very strange experience to being at home, considering it is only a couple of hours before we say goodbye to 2020 and welcome 2021. I’m sitting on a camp chair, gazing at the stars and contemplating 2020 and 2021 with a full moon on the horizon. There is a sense of calmness and peace, accompanied by excitement for the new year. I decide to check on my Facebook feed and happen to come across one of those posts that read “share for Goodluck”. In this particular posts the caption accompanies the picture of a laughing Budha. I have reposted such posts many times without giving much thought to it. Now it dawns on me that we repost such posts because we do not have conviction in our faith and are very desperate to cling on to whatever might bring us good fortune, even it is lip service. Our generation has went to far to the left that we have abondoned all that we were taught because it represented some of oppression. But I think it is worth checking the value what was handed down to us before tossing it aside. In the new year I invite you, the reader, on a journey in pursuit of our truths in order to gain conviction in our faith and beliefs. 2020 has taught me that above all things faith gives hope and hope transcends circumstances. Hope does not put shame! I have hope for 2021.
Long Live Love