Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Today we begin anew the circular journey around a year. The trail is both familiar and unexplored. For while no two years are ever alike, there are many recognizable sights and sounds—many experiences which, to quote the wonderful Yogi Berra, will be like déjà vu all over again. But in truth, the 365 days ahead are mostly mystery. We just like to fool ourselves into thinking we know what we'll find along the way.
To make the round of the year is to travel again through the four seasons. Here, too, we like to think we have them pegged, know what to expect. And sometimes we do. But sometimes, the seasons make our suppositions appear foolish. For the seasons are really about weather—and weather is about as unpredictable as anything even a reckless gambler could choose to wager money on.
Will this winter be cold and snowy? Will spring come early or late? Will the summer be dry? How about next fall's color—prime or only so-so? You tell me, because I sure don't know, and I've made this year around trek an astonishing number of times for a kid who no one thought would live to see twenty. Yup, been there, done that, a bunch of times, and paid pretty good attention at least most of the time along the way…and I still don't what tomorrow will bring, let alone mid-July.
Frankly, I wouldn't want to know. There's comfort in ignorance, and room for the excitement of possibilities. Life is worthwhile because of its potential for adventure. Mystery is a good thing; often a blessing.
I'm happy to just take it step-by-step. Let the journey begin!