Winter Transitions ~ Analysis

Greetings Dear Reader,

One of the things we drift into during the doldrums of the week between Christmas and the New Year is an analysis of things.  We begin to weigh the gains and losses of Christmas whether they be financial, material, social, or the scale.  We begin to think about the coming year.

Some find that they have overextended.  Some have overeaten.  Some had hopes that were realized and some had expectations that never can be so.  There are friends who walk through this time for the first time without a loved one.  I have been through this pain and it is inconsolable.  I would carry  it  for them if I could.

Whatever our situation we do some analysis over the past year and look into the new one.  We prepare for the transition with the balance of our lives waiting.  Most of us determine that this will be a better year.  Most of us do not have the courage to make is so. 

What we do not analyze is what keeps us dong the same things over and over when our dreams call for us to come live differently.  As we analyze our transitions we must see the things that hinder us and determine how to dissolve the hindrance.  It may not have to be drastic and take the guillotine drop of the New Year ball.  It may be that we need to slowly change the trifles that lead to our greatness.  Sometimes we can effect great change by changing the little things.

A Little Bit of Everything – Dawes

With his back against the San Francisco traffic

On the bridge's side that faces towards the jail

Setting out to join a demographic

He hoists his first leg up over the rail

A phone call's made, police cars show up quickly

The sergeant slams his passenger door

He says, "Hey son why don't you talk through this with me?

Just tell me what you're doing it for."

"Oh, it's a little bit of everything

It's the mountains, it's the fog

It's the news at six o'clock

It's the death of my first dog."

"It's the angels up above me

It's the song that they don't sing

It's a little bit of everything."

There's an older man who stands in a buffet line,

He is smiling and he's holding out his plate,

And the further he looks back into his timeline

That hard road always led him to today,

Making up for when his bright future had left him

Making up for the fact his only son is gone,

And letting everything out once, his server asks him

"Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?"

I want a little bit of everything

The biscuits and the beans

Whatever helps me to forget about

The things that brought me to my knees

So pile on those mashed potatoes

And an extra chicken wing

I'm having a little bit of everything

Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations

To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall

Her man says, "Baby, can I make an observation?

You don't seem to be having any fun at all."

She said, "You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size

And rest assured that this is making me feel good."

I think that love is so much easier than you realize

If you can give yourself to someone, then you should

'Cause it's a little bit of everything

The way you joke, the way you ache,

It is getting up before you,

So I could watch you as you wake.

So on that day in late September,

It's not some stupid little ring,

I'm getting a little bit of everything.

Oh, it's a little bit of everything

It's the matador and the bull

It's the suggested daily dosage

It's the red moon when it's full.

All these psychics and these doctors

They're alright and they're all wrong,

It's like trying to make out every word

When they should simply hum along

It's not some message written in the dark

Or some truth that no one's seen

It's a little bit of everything.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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