The confetti has fallen

And you still need to pick it up.**

Life paused for a moment — intentional, grounded, aware

but life requires continual movement.

There are towers of boxes.

Wrapping paper mixed with things now labeled as gifts.

The boxes need to be broken down.

The wrapping put away.

The meaningful things placed where they belong —

and there's still a missing bag in the trash can.

The work continues, even though you didn’t ask for it.

The earth is moving regardless of where you’re sitting.

Reflection matters — but the shadows change.

Focus doesn’t get to live in one place for long.

There are still things to do.

There are things that probably need to stop being done.

As the morning sun rises, so go the seasons.

No announcement required.

There’s no need to pause here.

The demands of tomorrow are already keeping pace with today.

Best be getting after it.