I’m not sure exactly when to post this…the apocalypse is scheduled for tomorrow, but if I don’t post it today we may not be here for it to be read. And if I DO post it today, is reading my blog really how any of us want to spend our last day?
I have a friend whose son is still vying to get the day off from school. “Mom, don’t you want to spend your last day with me?”
NO, I don’t believe the world is coming to an end. And NO, I don’t think anything bad is going to happen at all. In fact, what little attention I’ve paid to this ancient Mesoamerican demarcation of time suggests that December 21, 2012 is a day of heightened spirituality. The Mayan calendar was a religious calendar.
And today marks the end of a cycle. But cycles, by definition, begin again. Annual cycles, life cycles, they bring opportunities for a “fresh start,” for renewal.
I find it interesting that we need these days – these somewhat arbitrary, if ancient, moments to slow down and reflect, to set a new course. Could we not just wake up each morning and do the same? Certainly we try to. Today is the day we will eat better, or exercise more, or do something for ourselves. Today is the day I will slow down, enjoy life a little more. Today is the day….
I plan to be here tomorrow, but today I’m taking a page from the Mayan calendar as one more opportunity to reflect on new beginnings, because tomorrow – every tomorrow – we begin again.