© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2013
New Year’s Eve has come and gone. Many people made many resolutions to better themselves for the coming year. Why wait for the end of one year and the beginning of the next, especially since the western year is so arbitrarily positioned. Why not use the Asian New Year, or the beginning of a new season-a solstice or an equinox, or the dawn of each new day or each and every beat of your heart and breath you take?
I used to tell people my days were numbered. And as the aghast look of sorrow and pity would appear on their faces, I would say: “There is the first day of the month, the second day of the month, the third day of the month and so on. Just check any calendar!” But none of us knows which is the circled red-letter day of which month of which year that on which will come the call to move on, call it quits in this realm.
“…Bring thyself to account each day…” Each day?-Maybe with each heart beat, with each breath. With each breath live a new day. Decide who and what you want to be. Make the resolution for and at that moment, the one you are holding in your hand. Make it now, for that is all we have. Don’t wait for the next New Year’s Eve.
It Is Always the Stroke of MidnightNew year, a new day New heartbeat, each, a chance, Resolution, change.
Ganges at Dawn by Sandra Hansen