It's a Wonderful Life

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And, sometimes, it's good to be reminded of that.

New Year's Day brings with it resolutions for many.  I'm certain that I've had some in the past, and my fuzzy memory is sufficient to suggest that I didn't follow through with any of them.  I chose not to choose a new one, which is a choice in itself.  Big deal.

Free will is a mixed blessing.  No one would like to be an automaton; our ability to choose in many ways defines what it is to be human.  And if we had to defend our ability to choose, we would likely point towards the better choices we've made and not bother to mention the ones that maybe didn't work out so well. 

As I've posted before, the truth is that we do the thing that we most want to do at the moment of choosing, inclusive of all obligations, implications, consequences, etc. that surround the choice.  I've found that a New Year's resolution just doesn't hold much sway when tested against a credible Willie Dixonhistory of not doing what is now intended.

That's enough to give you the blues.

Willie Dixon wrote many great blues songs, one of which, "I Live the Life I Love," reads, in part:

I may lay a hundred on a bet this time

tomorrow night I can't cover your dime

Next week I could be over the hill

I'm just trying to tell you people how I feel

 

You see me rockin' as I pass you by

Don't talk about me cause I could be high

Just forgive me if you will

I live the life I love and I love the life I live

The last line of the song should ring true for most people, regardless of the virtues of their choices.  We choose to do what we most want to do.  Or, we each make our bed, and we lie in it.

The Christmas season brought many people through our home - fans of my wife's art, coworkers, family, college friends and even some friends who made the mistake of getting their edukashuns elsewhere.  Good times.

Usually, the last evening before returning to work in January is filled with the blues and the blahs of going about the mundane preparations needed before the alarm clock resumes its intrusion on my rest.

This year, despite the absence of a resolution, I fought back against the sordid history of matching socks, finding keys, and setting the alarm.  How, you ask?

Take heed, ye mind numbed robots. Rudolf, Frosty, The Little Drummer Boy, A Charlie Brown Christmas, A Christmas Story...  Like the retail universe, the cable companies also program the trappings of the season by positioning these in the weeks prior to Christmas.  Bah Humbug!  Live freely!  Make your own choices!

We watched It's a Wonderful Life on January 3rd.  Yes, that's after Christmas.  Tremble as the very firmament beneath ye shakes. 

Great movies are not just enjoyable to watch.  They make you pause and think.  I was reminded not only of why I consider this my favorite movie but the consistent result that comes from watching it.  There's a lot of good out there to be appreciated, and the reason for the season plays a part in that.  I live the life I love, and I love the wonderful life I live. 

It's a Wonderful Life

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