Well it’s almost 2018. Days and years roll into one another too quickly for my liking. But every so often a year comes along that is not like other years, and 2017 has been a difficult year in many ways. There are the dearly departed who I miss, the friends who have parted company, the institution I am engaged with which has overly corporatised itself, the strain of the economy, and so on. But the strain for loved ones who have battled in body, mind and spirit in 2017 has been great and has left an indelible mark on me, on family and on friends. The old Persian adage: “This too shall pass”, is pertinent.
Of course, there has been an equally positive side to the year, with much achieved, loved, enjoyed, celebrated and realised, but it has been difficult, and more so than recent years. I don’t hate 2017, I won’t be glad to see it go because time itself has not made the difficulties, indeed, time is a mere construct.
I prefer to think in seasons, as many ancient cultures have done.
But there is something about marking out a new year as a new personal beginning, a new opportunity, a chance to alter the mindset, set new paths and goals, and release the negatives of recent time. So in that sense, it is almost time for me to set my inner compass and see what holds need to be loosed.
Walt Whitman puts it so well in ‘Song of the Open Road’
From this hour, freedom!From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of the limits and imaginary lines,
going where I list, my own master, total and absolute,
Listening to others, and considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
It’s almost 2018, I hope yours will be blessed and your holds released as you need them to be.