Unfettered dreams of our tender spirit move and stir deep within. She stands on the edge of the looming cliff, feeling the movement, and feels the incredible smallness reminiscent of a David in a world of Goliaths. She feels incredible despair. Yet she also feels the hope of a thousand wishes on the lips of small children the world over. But how is this made possible? Two sides of the same proverbial coin?

We are powerful beyond measure, a self-built citadel in the choppy storms of life and then we are weak and fragile as the wind-blown ashes left from a long-abandoned bonfire.

The human dynamic is a force beyond our finite human comprehension. Our minds can only understand so much. The rest is left up to open-ended questions, asked to oblivion, not knowing when, and if, there will ever be an answer.

We search for ourselves. We search for meaning. We search for fulfillment. We search for excitement. We search for pleasure.

For some, it is found through the life of a bold and ostracized leader of any prolific movements, minimalism and otherwise.

For others, it is found through the life of service, of giving to others and to the human kind what one can give and give and give, until there’s nothing left to give anymore: our lives.

And for yet some others, we still search. We search and wonder and come home bewildered, exhausted and left asking more questions than we left with.

Life is an abstraction and never a perfection. In the abstract, splintered pieces of the human spirit, we step back and see the beautiful masterpiece which is us all along.

The human dynamic is supremely elegant and yet it is also hopelessly broken. As we begin the new year of 2011, may you hold in your hearts the desire to always ask yourselves and not of others what you want most from your life.