NEW YEAR
Black cockatoos flew
overhead as we watched a glorious sunset on the last day of the year. A
huge country sky opened our hearts and smiles.
On this summer's night, the sounds of fiddles and mandolins began and we danced. With friendly faces smiling and laughing in the main street of a small country town, warm wishes were bestowed. The music rolled on as hugs were shared. Later, the clock struck twelve and a New Year began. We sang, played our guitars and laughed.
Time is a funny thing. It is a man made idea, an illusion really. All we ever have is now. Yet so much energy is spent on time to come or time gone. And so, a New Year comes around, a gauge of the last chapter.
As such, we are often inclined to look back on what has unfolded in our lives over the last twelve months. We may see regret or satisfaction, or something in between. An enormous amount of changes can unfold in a space of twelve short months.
I sit now watching a wallaby down by the creek and count my blessings for such a year. Despite time being a man made thing, I do think it helps to keep things in perspective a little. By looking back on a whole year, rather than on a month for example, the general feel is more detached in a way. We are not so inclined to focus on the hard days (unless they were life changing tragedies), as much as the overall feel.
Some then count their blessings when drawing on hindsight, reviewing their year and realising that despite the challenges, which we all have, it really has been a good year.
Others make New Year's Resolutions that this is the year that they will break old habits, achieve a dream, or change something disempowering in their life. It is a lot of pressure to put on oneself.
Why use the New Year to make changes instead of making them when a time of readiness becomes clearer? The changes may then be made successfully without self guilt or loathing, for not sticking to the resolutions yet again. Timing is a very individual thing and does not always work in with the changing of one year to the next.
New Year can also be a painfully lonely time for some too. A kind thought spared for those whose lives are in such a space is a good thing. It helps to remember that our human existence offers many paths to walk, and some of those paths do not bring pleasure. On the drive home, I noticed a couple placing flowers by a cross on the side of the road, both were crying. So please spare a moment to send good will to all people, at this turning of the clock.
For many though, New Year is usually a time of good cheer and offers a clean slate, carrying hope and newness to us all. It breaks down barriers for a while, bringing friendliness out in most people. That is surely a beautiful thing.
So on that note, from the cottage by the creek, I count my blessings for the people I love, for the year now past and for new opportunities unfolding.
And most of all, I say Happy New Year.
On this summer's night, the sounds of fiddles and mandolins began and we danced. With friendly faces smiling and laughing in the main street of a small country town, warm wishes were bestowed. The music rolled on as hugs were shared. Later, the clock struck twelve and a New Year began. We sang, played our guitars and laughed.
Time is a funny thing. It is a man made idea, an illusion really. All we ever have is now. Yet so much energy is spent on time to come or time gone. And so, a New Year comes around, a gauge of the last chapter.
As such, we are often inclined to look back on what has unfolded in our lives over the last twelve months. We may see regret or satisfaction, or something in between. An enormous amount of changes can unfold in a space of twelve short months.
I sit now watching a wallaby down by the creek and count my blessings for such a year. Despite time being a man made thing, I do think it helps to keep things in perspective a little. By looking back on a whole year, rather than on a month for example, the general feel is more detached in a way. We are not so inclined to focus on the hard days (unless they were life changing tragedies), as much as the overall feel.
Some then count their blessings when drawing on hindsight, reviewing their year and realising that despite the challenges, which we all have, it really has been a good year.
Others make New Year's Resolutions that this is the year that they will break old habits, achieve a dream, or change something disempowering in their life. It is a lot of pressure to put on oneself.
Why use the New Year to make changes instead of making them when a time of readiness becomes clearer? The changes may then be made successfully without self guilt or loathing, for not sticking to the resolutions yet again. Timing is a very individual thing and does not always work in with the changing of one year to the next.
New Year can also be a painfully lonely time for some too. A kind thought spared for those whose lives are in such a space is a good thing. It helps to remember that our human existence offers many paths to walk, and some of those paths do not bring pleasure. On the drive home, I noticed a couple placing flowers by a cross on the side of the road, both were crying. So please spare a moment to send good will to all people, at this turning of the clock.
For many though, New Year is usually a time of good cheer and offers a clean slate, carrying hope and newness to us all. It breaks down barriers for a while, bringing friendliness out in most people. That is surely a beautiful thing.
So on that note, from the cottage by the creek, I count my blessings for the people I love, for the year now past and for new opportunities unfolding.
And most of all, I say Happy New Year.
