Sunday, November 1, 2009

Happy New Year

The timing of the Celtic New Year has always made more sense to me than the Roman one. This is the point of the year when things change. Night falls faster now. The leaves litter the ground, and the trees are dark skeletons, piercing a cold sky. The air carries with it cold, and a hint of decay. The old year dies, and we can see it.

It is the time of year when boundaries are thin. Dia de los Muertos, Samhain, All Saints' and All Souls' Days are celebrated. We remember our past, and make our promises for the future. The year dies, but it there is beauty in the end of things as much as in their beginning. We mourn our past so that we can look to our future.

Happy New Year.

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