It is a little early to be renouncing the year as having already passed perhaps but as the frantic Christmas clamour commences, evidently, round about then let's try to put time into a little perspective? A fascinating subject in itself time really is quite illusory. It is measured as if a quantity yet often we experience something quite different. That just about sums up human interpretations of the world around us. We often seem to say one thing yet see, feel and do another entirely different thing! Why is that - I hear that exceedingly attentive Dr Dim Student inquire at the back there? Well, you see it's all to do with that gap between our whole and the mysterious 'other' that we often call "reality". Whilst I do not necessarily agree that we inhabit an artificial creation of someone else's making it is really rather apparent that we often like to feel, au contraire, that we are the one's doing the creating ourselves. Its a very egocentric viewpoint that always puts us at the centre of our our own 'universe'. It worked (after a fashion) for some time now but much like Bagpuss that particular conception is seemingly now falling apart at the seams. That is, we are not Supreme Beings - as we are beginning to experience - and instead are simply visiting reality as if passing through a seaside holiday destination. Our time here, as a species, came and is more than likely going to one day pass. We have to ideally grab that particular bull by its horns and, frankly, deal with it. We can build bunkers, prep for every conceivable eventuality and construct advanced arguments that serve to propagate our own sense of worth and claim to immortality but, alas, it seems quite obvious that we will leave as we came. So, how do we deal with the very Achilles Heal of our existential dilemma? How, as a cogent whole populace can we begin to accept our own fate? Perhaps that is again where beliefs step up to the mark and crucially what Christmas SHOULD be all about. For some on this perilous planet Christmas is a time of remembrance, hope and joy. We would do well to try to adopt such a frame of mind as Hard Times encroach upon our well fortified senses of self belief. Frailty does not have to be a negative experience if we can learn to be more accepting. Whilst resilience is often at this time in our development touted as a primary quality to be upholding we could learn to be more forgiving to ourselves. Letting go is not easy when we invest so much time (and effort, etc) in our existence yet if we could release our delicate hold upon reality life could actually be so much more comfortable, rewarding and enjoyable. Merry Christmas.