This day, full of memories pulled together at one time. If one could measure them, they would add up and tell something about humanity. We need to recollect, finding meaning it what happens so that the future makes sense. Most of us struggle, putting one foot in front of the other, stopping at some post showing beauty, and some where we just want to walk and walk even if it’s impossible since the fence in front of us, is too steep to climb,
I once read a book by Stephen king that was about a guy just running, walking and running. He was in a game, where just a few stayed alive. since it was a tv-show everyone could watch every movement.
Some of our daily rituals are done privately, some together with others.
This year have been both lonely and public moment; I’ve been in turmoils and moments that always will stay with me. It’s the transformation of somebody grabbing their dreams, looking them in the eye, and saying with confidence that I CAN follow you, and also learning to step back, knowing that loss will be felt.
It’s not true that you just lose when you’ve run over the finish line at the end with a second or third place. You’ve felt the experience and hope.
It’s not true that if you loose your favorite toy, you wish you never had it in the first place, that the good things counted for nothing. Even if year 2012 holds memories in its arms that you rather forget, they are still worthy.
Its possible to crown them and give them their space, even if the events were not pretty when they happened. That makes it all so much clearer what to avoid in the future, and also what to keep.
Embrace the new year with eyes still willing to see. There might be another person around corner, that you’ve never knew you wanted to meet. It might be hurt and loss, and it might be you following your dreams. If you shut your eyes, keep them closed with regret, moments will not knock on your door, even if they were blinking and shouting: See me!
the next day will soon put its toes in fresh water, and its inviting you to try the same.
2013 is its name, and you can either forget it, or see that the sound of the unknown presenting itself.