One year is ending, giving birth to a new one. It’s that time of the year when most of us are drawing a line, making a little recap. How was 2015 and what will be of 2016? What should change, what stays the same? And most importantly, do I still have time?
I must confess: for me, we are not homo sapiens, but homo dubitatio. An ever-metamorphosing question mark. As we walk, I imagine each of us traveling along human fellows, with our own complex galaxy of invisible questions floating around our heads. Sometimes, these galaxies of questions collapse, so nimble the traveling questions are.
After a short moment of awe, we knee and, in the twinkling of an eye, gather some of the most burning questions. Carefully palpating, we hang them back on the unreal circles of the planets of our question-able galaxy. Sometimes, even our vision becomes impaired given the fogginess of fluttery questions. We crash. Unmindfully. Our galaxies of questions collide. Thus, we inherit questions that were not even ours to begin with.
In a myriad of formless marks, we hold on to the one question, the closest that we can grab hold of. We look take a sharp look sideways and continue living. Unquestioningly.
For this new year, all that comes to mind is a matching pair of one of a kind alternative – less doing – and one of another kind resolution – more being.
Happy New 2016!