Another year rolls out. The day itself, in its natural self, is as quiet and as loud as any other day. Sun isn’t any brighter, moonlight isn’t any more calming. Nature didn’t set itself to Day 1 of anything. No one has discovered that birds and animals look to re-set themselves. They live by rules of nature, their cycles and rituals match the four seasons.
A new year, a year at all…is all for our (human) convenience. Sure it is based on celestial calendar. But, it is for us to not get lost. It is for us to have a new start. We give ourselves the time it takes for earth to revolve around sun. Then we re-set our time and hope and wish for a better cycle. We make resolutions, we make promises and then we go one more time on a journey, with the earth, on the earth.
Holidays for us should be a prep time. How simple would that be? Time to introspect, time to look within and then re-set with hope for better. A basic ritual for humanity. A unique thing that ties us all. Time set apart t look at what we did, what we wanted to do and what we can carry forward. Time to be generous if we haven’t been. Time to be polite, civil and helpful, if we skiped that in some hurry. Time to deck places we live in, time to eat up and enjoy company of loved ones.
I don’t know if New Year brings any hope to those at war, those in pain and those who sleep hungry and in fear. But, it should beacuse they deserve a break the most. I don’t know if we need to dance and drink, perhaps there’s a place for that. How I wish that the year MMIX by Georgian calendar which is designated as international year of reconciliation, when we re-set ourselves and our ‘time’, we do it in its spirit. We do it to find ourselves.
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