The human psyche is a storehouse for so very much during a single lifetime. Childhood's joys and awarenesses spill over into the reservoir of teenage years to guarantee an experience and an outcome that, before very long, influence and affect the spiritual DNA of the young adult. Time erases the invisible borders that accumulate, over time, in disappearing little markers so quickly that the middle-aged person soon wrestles with the reality of his own memories — but above all with the unreal onslaught of time, which, like a tormenting infection, has watched every decision of yours and brought you to where you now are: run ragged behind the lines in your diary or the boxes on your calendar, without even a vague grasp of how so much of it ever happened, because you experience a misty absence in parts of these experiences even though you played the leading role in most of the dramas — an unconscious complicity.

The time-current of our century generates a speed that is applied instantly and everywhere, and that draws its victims, with the pressing of "send," under the wing of a virtual dynamic where everyone is simultaneously marched into step of whatever is happening anywhere in the world. This immediate, tangible voice in our lives, which in the blink of an eye makes important and unimportant events part of our thoughts, creates an unrest and fragments our souls. We are forced to think shallow and wide, and the small things that are supposed to anchor our spirit deep, so that God's time (eternity) has a chance to grow a tap-root, must content themselves with the crumbs of our attention.

Without a spiritual gravity that takes us deeper and anchors us in calm waters, 2018 is going to disregard and break every speed limit. Our relationship with time is determined by our relationship with our spirit. The more tender and deeper your contact with your inner world, the more time will respect you, and you will not have to run from its onslaught. You will manage to make time subject to yourself … and your own quietness, exercised at depth, will disinfect and heal time's wounds, because you will work more softly with your seconds and with all their victims. 2018 is a new beginning — something in which God specialises. Let us ponder on it.

Groete Amanda Kreitzer