2008

I have often wondered at the impact and necessity of symbolism in our world and lives but I have come to realize, with age that symbolisms are as important in our lives as the very air we breathe: they are the proud and bold flags waving stiffly in the breeze of our beliefs, hopes, dreams and ideals. They come to represent new beginnings and reemphasize our values as a society, as a people, as humans. Indeed, we would be far poorer without them.

And so I think it appropriate that I bow in welcome to this new beginning, symbolic though it may be: hola 2008.

The New Year has brought with it a whiff of fresh air, as real as it is imagined. A renewed vigour can be felt to plough the fields and bend the back that much harder and with diligence. Aware that there are several challenges, some known and some yet unseen & unheard, 2008 brings with it the strength and belief to take these in stride; to enjoy the moments that are enjoyable, to learn from those that may hold lessons, to count the blessings and silver linings when gloom gathers.

Every year seems like it will be a watershed one, where I feel the mist might lift a touch and one can see a few extra metres down the road, maybe glimpse the green grass, tulips, mead and good times that lie ahead. I hold no such expectations of 2008. What I hope for is to be happy and, in my own humble way, try and walk the ideals and values I so cherish and yet find so hard to be one with.