The past is prologue - immutable. We can know it fully—or as fully as our
filters of memory and ego allow—but can change nothing. We cannot return – not even to cross an uncrossed t, nor dot a forgotten i. We may, in memory, relive our joys or consider our
regrets, but only as reference.
The future is ours to influence and shape – but not to fully control. The outcome—subject to myriad
other factors—is as protean as next year’s weather forecast.
It is the present—the ephemeral, yet omnipresent confluence of past and future—that we inhabit. It is the seam where we draw together the lessons from our past with our hopes and aspirations the future and weave the fabric of our lives.