Midnight

Midnight. Always the instant where the day change.

On December 31st the change is even more evident. Marking the end, and the inevitable beginning of our calendar year. Just a practical convention. The Gregorian calendar was a mathematical invention done in 1582 to fix a preceding messy way to keep tracks of time, the Julian calendar. Still carrying some error in it. That got fixed, somehow, with the leap years addition. Other cultures use different counts, starting the count at other times and measuring it in different ways. However we ended up accepting this way, almost everywhere, to agree with each other, at least setting our clocks and calendar in sync with each other…

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What is time anyway? Does time really exist? No matter on what numbers or definition of time we embrace, I can say that I personally experience beginning and ending, related to time. Over and over again. Year to year, month to month, day to day, season to season, full moon to new moon, sunrise to sunset, birth to death.  

So, let's agree that one "year" of our life has passed at midnight on December 31st. We experienced, in billion different ways, consciously or not, that passage from one year to another. That blink of an eye, instant of neutral suspension from the very official ending of 2018 to the very official beginning of 2019.  

One year has gone and another begins. 

What was gone with it? What will come after? 

We could meditate on the past and projecting into the future, creating more new year’s resolution.

We could make a lists of success and failures, joys and sorrows, ups and downs.

We could make plans and draw schedules and formulate proposition and intentions. 

I could, I should. I did.

All good. All commendable. All essential and proper.

But I also want to share how much I appreciated experiencing that blink of an eye in between years. 

That speckle of emptiness that is in between the in and the out breath. That invisible moment detached from the past and the future. 

The present.

00:00:00 was amazing. 

It was invisible, odorless, immaterial. It was nothing. It was emptiness. 

I was in it for eternity and I went through it in a blink of an eye.

The present.

I want to find it again into my dance, into my teaching, into my life. I want to live into that infinite nothingness and embrace all that comes with it and becoming fully aware that I'm in it. That I am it. 

Not only once a year. Not only at midnight. Always.

Dance all of this with me, with us. Let words and thoughts and theories and concepts dissolve in the ether. Come as yourself and dance in emptiness, in eternity, in the present, embracing that invisible dynamic energy that keeps all of this in motion: Love. 

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Embrace Love. Love for ourselves, for another, for the world, for our lives. 

May this new year bring inspiration and clarity for all of us. And may the dance of Love guide us toward the brightest Light. Happy 2019!!!