January's Dark Light

Dear Sacred Son, I realize this feels like a Win-Lose New Game Year, with you as "Loser" and so it is, a self-fulfilling prophecy equally as powerful as if you could find a way to choose this as a Win-Win Game opportunity, with only shorter term risks likely, with you as CoWinner and so it would be, your new year self-fulfilling prophetic resolution. January strikes each new year with tough love messages everywhere you see time's cold harsh claw fang of Lose-Lose angry threat of fears, self and other hatred of political and economic and personal and familial hypocrisies, thinking we might ever Win through trying Love's narrow path between Angry memories and their foreshadowing winterish dark Fear of freezing death. Especially true, perhaps, without Advent advantage of more positively waiting in elational CoMessianic Expectation during December, hosting Winter's Solstice Transition from Win-Win new year expectation into Lose-MaybeSomedayWin ego pay-it-forward investment in eco-health and therapy by divesting of Ego v. Eco SuperCompetitive Pathology. Even, if not especially, in cold freezing heart of January, it feels good and warm to remember Present EcoPresence, Interior Landscape as cold, cold Exterior Winter Landscape of dipolar revolution toward Summer's Win-Win regenerative wealth maturation, whether incarnate or no longer, either way, this year is likely to get much better within six months, before things start to shake down for the next perennial round. Perhaps it helps to imagine your Interior Landscape as already experiencing July's warm climaxing Beloved Community, worshiping together in verdant gardens and fields, or just sitting in front of any RealTime old-rooted tree or sublimely octave unfolding flower, or imagining the beauty of human bicameral consciousness eco-centric balancing temporal-neural nature and nurture culture and iconic language patterns and rhythms, and information and communication systems, and history of science and psychology and ecology and evolution, and then a nap As warm radiant light baptizes me in cosmic atmospheric bright drifting toward another January sunny afternoon, Interior Landscaping for Win-Win EcoPlay. Your Always Loving, but also Retiring, Dad