It has been a pleasure watching you turn from an
active toddler to a steady young man. In
my mind you are ever the tiny two year old who could not stand still but
bounced on his toes as if anxious to start the race of life. So much energy and so interested in
everything. Always so eager to make a
start, with mind racing on in this direction and that. Stoic and thoughtful you come at life strangely
settled inside. As if all the major
decisions have already been taken somewhere.
Those important ones concerning principles, direction and morals.
I love your delight in creativity as it finds an
echo in my own path. How mundane not to
create something fresh and rub ones hands in glee at its creation. Not dependent on adulation, financial reward
or even applause. It makes life worth
living and watching you listening to a track of your latest musical piece, eyes
closed in concentration, head back to feel the music and shaking side to side
slightly as if absorbing the sound waves selectively, is a lovely image. May each day bring more such births
along. When so much nowadays is bring torn
down, besmirched and corroded it is even more vital to be creative. When destruction seems the key word today
then let creativity be ours. It is good
to be choosing a different path.
I am firmly convinced creatively is a kind of
inspiration. It comes from somewhere
outside us, but finds expression inside.
We just have to be clear channels to allow it out and share it with
others. So may the year ahead be filled
with loads of inspiration and may your channel ever be clear.
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