Happy New Year, Bean Sprouts readers! Welcome to 2008!
I love new beginnings. A blank piece of paper. A brand-new notebook. A newborn baby. A freshly-tilled plot of earth. I love the sense of infinite possibilities, the opportunity to create something wonderful.
I wonder what 2008 will bring? A mixture of good things and bad, I expect. In twelve months' time, as we stand at the threshold of 2009, I wonder what I will say about the year just past? Will I say "Roll on 2009, I can't wait to put 2008 behind me"? Or will I say "Well, if 2009 is even half as good as 2008, we'll count ourselves lucky indeed"?
It's a totally arbitrary boundary, the ending of one calendar year and the start of another. It's not like a new moon, or a solstice, or a dawn. But embedded in our own culture as we are, it feels like it means something. Like a birthday means something, or Christmas means something. As if the fireworks that filled the sky at midnight were a natural phenomenon rather than a human activity. And as the sun rises this morning it seems like the world is new made, and we all have an opportunity to start again and create something wonderful.