Well, it’s still the dead of Winter here in the northeastern USA; in fact, we’ve just had a blizzard. Spring is about 5 weeks away. It’s hard to even think about right now. But somehow it will get here. And then things will look very different. For a few wonderful weeks, the smell of hope and possibility will be back in the air. And then, that too will pass. All Spring seasons are temporary. Physicists are quite sure that entropy is the prevailing trend in our universe, the inexorable increase in messyness and disorganization. Spring is only a spit against the wind.

But hey, I’m writing tonight from a mid-winter perspective. The good thing is that even though Spring seasons are only temporary, and cannot break the Universe’s grand slide into coldness and darkness, they somehow keep on happening. So even if things don’t seem to be going so well in your life, or in mine, and if you haven’t had a Spring season in quite a while, don’t think that it can’t happen again. But if you’re in a Spring season right now, say if you’re in love or climbing the success-ladder where you work — well, I’ve got to let you know that it ain’t gonna last. But by the same token, it probably won’t be your last season of joy either. So rock on, come what may.