A pristine, unspoilt diary is an annual act of faith, because every entry is written in trust that when the date comes, deo volente, I'll be here or there to do what I planned. Unless of course I forget
Aye, I still like the personal organiser, pen and paper, an object as familiar as my phone. Having got this one in 2001 I now have 21 previous refills that started off blank and gradually filled with the events and people who give texture and meaning, purpose and joy, challenge and gift, to my life. Looking through them is a salutary exercise in memory, and brings to mind yet again Hammarskjold's couplet: "For all that has been, thank you. For all that is to be, Yes."
Or as the Psalmist said in 17th Century English, " So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." (Psalm 90.12)
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