Now today in the Western world is the New Year, and yet nature knows not New Year. New Year is a manmade convention, a very good one, yet manmade.

There is no separation in nature. Nature knows only flow. Nature does not know start and stop. With nature, all is a continuum, and yet there is no past or future, and in one sense, not even a present. The present is more like Being, which just is. It cannot quite be spoken of as past or future or even present. How does present exist when there is no past and no future, when there is no time to tick-tock?