As I walked back from bo class today, I came upon a school playground, boys playing basketball, the asphalt fresh and clean from last night’s rain. The dark surface was reflecting brilliant light beneath the boys. Everything in sharp focus. A paradise kind of beauty.

An idea for a new year’s game came to mind during that walk. You write a statement of truth as you know it at that moment. Send it or give it to someone else who wants to play. Someone you trust. The receiver does not reply to it. Doesn’t pass it on to anyone. Perhaps does not even read it. You do not know. Your truth goes nowhere except out of you toward another human being. Do this 5 days in a row.

Sometime during the new year, perhaps some action will grow from your truth. Perhaps not.

Either way, the expression of truth has its own rewards.