I Celebrate Myself…

End of Year Report

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Today, as I sat in my cubicle at work, I overheard my co-worker state that she was glad that 2009 was over.  For me, 2009 was a mixed bag, but for the most part it was a good year — I grew a lot. And  I have come a far way from 2008! For the New Year Weekend  I am going off to the Berkshires. My plan is to claim this upcoming New Year and continue this period of growth. I want to be more creative, healthy, cultivate my passion and the list goes on. I seriously want to really let go and truly forgive AND not try to figure everything and everyone out, things like that are just not possible… I sometimes feel as if I can’t even figure me out much less someone else. So, with the reality of living in the time of terrorism and Islamaphobia, the recession, increased poverty and hunger, I choose to be optimistic, looking forward to the new year and I am thankful for my present state of existence and I acknowledge things of the past.

Ash Wednesday (Excerpt)
T.S. Eliot

Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man’s gift and that man’s scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?

Because I do not hope to know
The infirm glory of the positive hour
Because I do not think
Because I know I shall not know
The one veritable transitory power
Because I cannot drink
There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is
nothing again

Because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
I rejoice that things are as they are and
I renounce the blessèd face
And renounce the voice
Because I cannot hope to turn again
Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
Upon which to rejoice…


Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

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