I am now remembering with gusto that it is this time of year where it is easy to become bitter.  Where somehow the dipping temperatures chill your bones more than before.  Where the astronomical heating bills hurt your wallet a little too much.  Where the elongating sunny days are just plain old deceiving.  Where the snow continues to fall, despite your hopes of it melting.

But the truth is, the snow is falling on my nose.  It’s beauty is still stark and immense, I still remember.  There is still time to feel its cold on my bare fingers, and marvel at the number of flakes that fall in just one place.  There is still time to dream of the spring that is certain to come.  But, there is still time.  There is time.

This fleeting earth.

Everyday think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to have woken up, I am alive, I have  a precious human life, I am not going to waste it.  I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others, to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings, I am going to have kind thoughts toward others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others, I am going to benefit others as much as I can.

 – Dalai Lama