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The apocalypse didn’t come (yet): Happy new year

Well, the new year has arrived. I’m not too sure if it feels any different from last year. The rain is coming down cleaning out the air and, hopefully clearing out a path for good things to come.

In some states, the new year is bringing an increase in the minimum wage. However, inflation is supposedly going to continue to rise. For those who are paranoid about being monitored. Here’s an interesting new law for New York. state. Specifically, this new law will require employers to provide written notice to employees if they are being electronically monitored in any way. Interesting. I don’t know about you, but I was suspect my employer to be monitoring in some way.

It’s great that we at least know which laws and regulations are coming into effect. It’s one thing we can know. For we have to acknowledge this year brings way too many unknowns. And, I’m going to admit that makes me a bit anxious. There are many new paths to be forged this year. Too many forks in the road ahead. But here we are. One thing I can control is my reaction and planning.

If you didn’t catch Anerican poet Amanda Gorman’s new years poem, I present it below and hope it inspires you. As she notes solace can arise from sorrow. And for me forward movement can rise from uncertainty.

May this be the day

We come together.

Mourning, we come to mend,

Withered, we come to weather,

Torn, we come to tend,

Battered, we come to better.

Tethered by this year of yearning,

We are learning

That though we weren’t ready for this,

We have been readied by it.

We steadily vow that no matter

How we are weighed down,

We must always pave a way forward.

This hope is our door, our portal.

Even if we never get back to normal,

Someday we can venture beyond it,

To leave the known and take the first steps.

So let us not return to what was normal,

But reach toward what is next.

*

What was cursed, we will cure.

What was plagued, we will prove pure.

Where we tend to argue, we will try to agree,

Those fortunes we forswore, now the future we foresee,

Where we weren’t aware, we’re now awake;

Those moments we missed

Are now these moments we make,

The moments we meet,

And our hearts, once all together beaten,

Now all together beat.

*

Come, look up with kindness yet,


For even solace can be sourced from sorrow.

We remember, not just for the sake of yesterday,

But to take on tomorrow.

*

We heed this old spirit,

In a new day’s lyric,

In our hearts, we hear it:

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne.

Be bold, sang Time this year,

Be bold, sang Time,

For when you honor yesterday,

Tomorrow ye will find.

Know what we’ve fought

Need not be forgot nor for none.

It defines us, binds us as one,

Come over, join this day just begun.

For wherever we come together,

We will forever overcome.”

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  1. I hope each day moves us closer to a pandemic controlled, and the world being better.

    Happy New Year – this is what we have to work with.

    It’s been rainy and foggy in California where I live, and we relish each precious drop of water, but we have a ‘bright sunshiny day’ going, and it is cheering me up. Gotta get back to my writing – books don’t write themselves!

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  2. SMiLes Psychologistmimi
    Thanks So Much For Sharing
    Amanda Gorman’s New Year’s Poem

    A Reminder LiGHT Comes From DarK iNDeeD

    And Speaking of Apocalypse That Originally
    IN Greek Means

    Lifting the
    Veils of

    Ignorance

    Yet Changed
    Into Catastrophe
    By More Modern
    Dreams of Hopes
    To End the World
    For More Stuff After
    Death Away From California Dreaming Now

    My Uncle Bob and His Wife My Aunt Norma
    The Richest Couple of Relatives i Have Living
    Still on Shalimar Point on The Emerald Green
    Gulf Coast Paradise Through Selling Vacuum

    Cleaners Starting At Sears Then Yes Door to
    Door Then Franchising it Like Kentucky Fried
    Chicken And Colonel Sanders Did Except Yes

    His Work
    Really
    S88KS…
    Anyway Speaking
    of that They Were
    Just Fine on Christmas
    Day And Then to my Great
    Chagrin They Told me today
    They Have Been Suffering From
    Covid-19 After Getting all Tripled Vaxxed

    Likely the Omicron Variant And the Rates
    Have Been Really Low Here Ever Since
    September So i Went to Look At the Covid
    Counter In my County And Oh Lord A Tidal
    Wave Spike Indeed on December 31st Just

    Yesterday And Checking Out Cities in the United
    States And Various Counties And Even Canada And
    Toronto Too The After Christmas Blues of Covid-19

    Spreading Uniformly Tidal Wave Highest All Around
    This North America Area Indeed Yet Sadly As it May

    Sound Nature Will Be So Predictable And Humans too

    In Karma of Waves Going Out and Coming In Again

    Yet It’s Another

    Year Yet

    It’s Another

    Year Best to
    Lift the Blinds of
    Ignorance in Orignal
    Definition Greek of Apocalypse

    So All of Nature Including Us Get
    to BREaTHE A Little Better For This #Play2022
    True Best if We All Play Fair With Other And

    Protect

    Each Other True
    TO ACTUaLLY

    LiVE NoW JusT NoW…

    A Belief In Death More Than
    Has Killed Many Folks So Sadly Dead…

    Yet It’s True There Are Some ‘Sacred Cows’
    Folks Are Sadly too Afraid to Touch to Save Lives…

    And Even Life-Long Careers in Jobs For Conspiracies oF Lies

    Sad When What is Untouchable Needs to Be Touched Most to Survive.

    Apocalypse

    So Ironically

    Lost Indeed It Still Seems…

    Other than that “Road
    Runner” Doesn’t Give
    Up Running We

    Must

    Count
    On New
    Year ‘Coyote’ For That..:)

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