A new year approaches.
That’s right.
As this one falls behind us, it means 365 days have passed. Rather quickly, I might add.
We’ve taken one big glorious trip around the sun. All the way around.
And who says I never go anywhere?
Just for the record, according to the math nerds over at space.com, the Earth travels about 584 million miles in its orbit around the sun in one year. “Oh. These boots were made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do…”
Anyway, here comes another year. Good old 2024. In Numerology, that scrunches up to be an 8.
2 + 0 + 2 + 4 = 8
I’m doing a lot of “according to,” but,
according to numerology.com.
“Of all the numbers in Numerology, the number 8 is the achiever and measures life by the goals it reaches. It has good business sense, a powerful presence, and a strong drive for success. The 8 is also a symbol of balance — you can see it in its symmetrical shape. For every blessing it receives, it puts one back out to the universe. When things are balanced, they feel stable, controlled, and supported, which is the most productive environment for the 8 to work in.”
Take it for what you will. But the number 8 seems like a goody to me.
Here is something I was thinking about, though.
There are 365 days in each year, right?
And we always say we have 52 weeks in a year, right?
But 52 weeks x 7 days = 364 days
So — each and every year — somewhere, we have a “day” that is floating around out there without a week. Now, how is this possible? Last time I checked, we go Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, loopy, loopy, loopy, again and again.
We never have a day when we say, “Whelp folks, this is the day. The one that doesn’t belong to any week. It happens every year.”
I think we should have a special day on that day. Call it Missday. Or Oddday. Or Whoopsyday. Everyone gets cake and ice cream on the day and can go out and dance in the streets if they so choose.
We should make it in May. Or August, maybe. Monday, Tuesday, Missday, Wednesday, Thursday, and on.
Something like that. And we’ll have a mascot. Like Groundhog Day only better.
How about the opossum? And everyone can sleep an hour later on Missday.
It sounds like a great idea to me.
So, when I’m Queen, here are the changes for the 2024 calendar.
Remove Columbus Day completely. If people want to celebrate Indigenous Day, they can. But no white people plan on giving them anything back, so I’m not sure there is a lot to celebrate.
Remove Daylight Saving Time completely. Put everyone back on their original time. That is Eastern Standard Time for all of Ohio.
And add, Missday. People still have to go to work and such. But we all get cake if we want it. And the dancing thing.
Here is the final thing I would do if I were Queen, starting in 2024. With my scepter in hand.
I’d ask all the Citizens of the Planet Earth to do two things each day.
To Practice Kindness: Show kindness and empathy towards others, as well as to ourselves. As we all know, acts of kindness can have a positive impact on both the giver and the receiver.
To Be Aware: To see the world around us with new eyes and learn something new, no matter how small or how large. But to be aware of the goodness in that thing.
It might be hard to ask everyone to “practice gratitude.”
To take a moment to appreciate the positive aspects of our lives. To reflect on the things we are thankful for.
In this world, for most of us, it should be easy to practice moments of gratitude. But so many people on this planet are in a terrible way. It could be hard for them to see the positive when so much around them is in despair.
That’s where I am hoping #1 and #2 will help so that things get easier, not harder, for all of us.
And that might help in making 2024, truly, a happy year.
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“Every moment is a fresh beginning.”
— T.S. Eliot
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“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now.”
— Chinese Proverb
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“What the new year brings to you will depend a great deal on what you bring to the new year.”
— Vern McLellan
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It’s a coming. That big Eight.
