Happy new year

There's a curious inevitability about this time of the year. The sands are running out on the old year, the dice are cast for the new one, and we just watch in awe as the whole thing rolls by.

A bit like a market shakeout, really. But, somewhere in amongst it all, each of us is making choices, or failing to make choices, every moment of every hour of every day.

I've been known to be a bit gloomy sometimes. There's a cast iron sort of resistance to change that infects nearly everything I've ever known about. And yet, the only reality that enforces that resistance to change is the behaviour of individual human beings.

At least this time around the clock I can see some small gains from the year gone by - compared to the stock market, I'm doing pretty well - but none of things I really wanted to change are changed. I've begun to write, and the last time I tried that was around 1969. I've remapped my brain, a little but that hasn't made a lot of difference. Well, not in the real world outcomes, to date.

So, another round. It's what we do that makes the difference in the world. Even when we do it without acknowledgement or recognition, without the doing there can be no change.