I woke up so excited about the new year – and some dreams I can't remember (argh!) – that I found myself typing and drinking tea at 4 AM. Mind you, I did go to sleep early, actually more like 11:30 PM. I didn't feel like joining in the revelry, but being a bit of a hermit, although I made up for it earlier in the day and evening, hanging with some friends, going to an event etc. But somehow I felt like spending a minute on my own on this special night – on a blue, full moon; almost like getting a chance to have an intimate conversation with the Year about to depart.
I lit some candles and then decided to write down everything I was grateful for in 2009, to let it go in style. Lo and behold: I ended up filling three pages (small writing, too!) So in the end, as intense and bizarre it could get, 2009 was good to me – oh yes, it was. Three pages do not lie, and I am sure I missed some things.
I stared at the moon, thought, dreamed and then dosed off – only to be woken up by firecrackers and sounds of revelry everywhere and honking.. so in a way, I did not miss the NYE at all. It was actually quite lovely. I think a lot of people are excited about this decade to come – well maybe more about 2009 being behind us, as well – and that energy was in the air. On a side note, I kept hearing sirens all night: I reckon if you're a fireman, you did not have restful meditative night.
Tomorrow is already here – and it is going to be amazing. I got invited to a Vedic Puja ceremony this evening, which would be the first of its kind for me. And there are other cool things going on, so I feel like 2009 went out with a lovely sort of finality, while the 2010 is charging in on a big white horse not waiting a minute longer than it had to.
But now I suspect I want to nap some more.. And I am hungry!
