Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go. [Brooks Atkinson]
The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes. Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions. Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective. Unless a man starts on the strange assumption that he has never existed before, it is quite certain that he will never exist afterwards. Unless a man be born again, he shall by no means enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. [G.K. Chesterton]
I’ve been thinking about it a bit and I think there are a lot of things for me to choose from. I’m not really into the New Years resolution scene. At all. At all. I think, for me, it would be better to just work on one thing at a time, and not worry about making something my goal for a year, just to do it. Some interesting options:
-The elimination of polarizing labels from my vocabulary, as McLaren’s pondering. I wouldn’t mind dropping words like “liberal” and “conservative”, but there are some I would rather not give up. There are some movements that I am proud to align myself with. I am a feminist, for instance, and that’s a very divisive word in the spheres I generally run in, and I’m not interested in going all Palin and saying “Oh, I’m not going to label myself either way.” It’s something I’m committed to. Some things you either are or you aren’t. Which brings me to a second, sort-of similar option:
-No more name-calling. Which would mean no picking on “liberals” or “conservatives” or whatever group of people. It would also mean I couldn’t call people idiots, which is sometimes a very convenient thing to do, for instance, when you’re driving down the road and these people let their trash can fall over and roll down the hill at you, or when you feel like remarking on the alarming amount of people who engaged in political party-motivated vandalism and destruction this fall.
-Radical Honesty, which is something I did not make up but instead stole out of Extras. This character opted for brain surge (surgery) that made it impossible for him to lie. He couldn’t even pretend anything. It made for some awkward times when they were being kidnapped and pumped for information by aliens, but the interesting thing about it was that whatever he said, you knew it was the truth. But again. It made for some awkward times occasionally. I think just regular honesty would be a better and more truthful choice. I suppose if you don’t have to tell the truth, it can mean more when you choose to do so. But even so, I’m not really talking about truth-telling, I mean some kind of soul-honesty. Very few people at any given time know what’s going on in my head and in my heart. It is kind of funny since I am also what is termed a rather “emotional” person (meaning I cry a lot) but I don’t talk about it. I tend to shut that kind of conversation down pretty quickly, especially if I sense that the other entity envolved is not likely to understand. It’s hard for me to make friends. I’m a really loud person, once you get to know me, but that’s the thing of it, it takes forever for me to really get to be friends with someone, and not so many people care to stick around that long.
-Loving other people. Everybody says they love other people, but I think most of us clearly don’t. In his book Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller talks about this guy he met who was so annoying to him and he felt like he needed to let him know it, so he treated him like crap, sort of subtly. And then God was like WTF? and Don realized what he was doing, that he was really trying to change this other person because he couldn’t love and accept him the way he was. Once he figured out (the kind of figuring out that involves real work, not just knowing something in your brain) that his only interaction with this other person was supposed to be one of love and kindness, he could fully embrace the other person for who he was and he found that he even enjoyed his company. He even liked him. He just decided to be delighted about this guy’s existence.
-Peacemaking, which is something that gets talked about a lot, and it generates protests against wrong and pig-headed policies, which is good, but other times I think we don’t actually do much to put peace forward as an actual, viable option for all of us living together. Peace on Mother Earth starts with peace with you and peace with me. How are nations ever going to get along if individual people can’t do it?
-Just listening more, just trying to…understand people, I guess, instead of making snap judgments about them. I suppose you could also call it empathy.
I think I’m not going to choose one, I’m just going to work towards them all. They’re all summed up right here. Maybe someday I’ll get there..


