No one remains

Yesterday was the transition which happens once in a year.

As humans, as we are made in the flesh, it is impossible for us to say "Yes" to something which hasn't happened. It is just absurd, against human logic to act as if one has an understanding before one sees it. 

This is transition. Valuing in the unseen, what which comes in the way is not gathered good or lopsided, gladness or sadness, yet one is to face and accept it. One sees that there is a season for everything. Life is full when it is incomplete and complete, and one is full. Everything is not just one season. Transition is also a period of the thinnest. Easiest to penetrate, squeeze through, as though through a bottleneck. However if one's desires are kept to a minimum, only looking up to one thing, one is assured that the rest (whatever one needs, on the way) will be added onto one, in time. Even if one is 'thin', carrying light in the first place, with nothing to begin with. 


Transition is also a time to let the righteous, the correct have a complete reign in one's life again. That is why there are transitions<- one of the few, in one's life.