2016 is here and running.

As I listen to the best of Peter, Paul & Mary after decades of abstinence from their messages, I feel melancholy. When I was a youth during the time their songs were popular, I was filled with hope and certainty. I could curl up in the soft bosom of my mom and the strong arms of my dad to receive confirmation that all was well. I was under my parents’ protection and garnered strength from their idealism. Today, I no longer can reach out to them for comfort. They have long left this realm.

It occurs to me that Peter, Paul & Mary sang the same songs we have sung for millennia. Nothing has changed—or has it? Dare I hope that we are in a different time? Dare I hope that things have changed? Will I see things manifest that Peter, Paul & Mary and my parents talked about? Is the insanity around us waking up the masses? Can we move to the streets in dance rather than in war?

It is time. 2016 is here and running.