Dear Jazz
These are wishes from the other end of the world to you - isn't the internet magical?
A few months ago I read Seamus Heaney's address to the Chapel Hill graduates. I wanted to post it here and was glad to find it still on the net:
http://www.ibiblio.org/ipa/heaney/unc-commencement.html

The best lines of this address in my opinion are :
Getting started, keeping going, getting started again -- in art and in life, it seems to me this is the essential rhythm not only of achievement but of survival, the ground of convinced action, the basis of self-esteem and the guarantee of credibility in your lives, credibility to yourselves as well as to others.

Nobody told me this when I graduated but I learnt as I am sure everyone does sooner or later through the hard way. And in keeping with the theme of getting started again is this extremely profound rhyme:

There was a man named Michael Finnigan.
He grew whiskers on his chinnigan.
The wind came up and blew them in again.
Poor old Michael Finnigan.
Begin Again.

All the profundity is in the last two words
Tongue in Cheek? No dead serious!

All the best of everything to you - Jazz.