The calendar shows a new year, but to me it is just part of the season called winter. There is nothing earth shattering or fantastic about it. Why do we celebrate it? Does the ball dropping in Times Square only indicate that another year of your life has gone by with the numbers screaming wildly if you happen to be watching the screen? Even if you aren’t watching the screen, you will know the year as the numbers will surround you in calendar form while the clock ticks to the minute hand’s delight. Why is it only going to be 2010 when so much more time has passed?
People look to change in the supposed new, yet fail to see the they are still in a slumber. Can snow caps liquidate themselves to the stream while blanketing the mountain? Why can’t the new year be celebrated when the newness comes? In other words, why not celebrate spring as that is when birth occurs just as fall indicates falling away or gearing down toward sleep. “To sleep per chance to dream...” nothing dies per se, but sleeps the winter away only to spring forward in the awakening or rebirth. Look to it when the buds start to appear and when the newly born romp about. The awakening seems more like a new year and a reason to celebrate life. ~ Maggie ~ December 16, 2009 @ 10:57 p.m. EST
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