A New Year "Old" Thought
As we sat quietly in our hall—my husband and I absorbed in our reading ( me- book and he-newspaper), the kids playing with their toys and filling the room with their cheerful voices—on the evening of the 31st, with no hurry or worry about meeting anyone or rushing anywhere to bid adieu to the year 2025, my old soul felt utterly at peace. This was a victory in itself: there was no desire to go anywhere, only to be with the ones most dear to me . We weren’t making excuses about heavy traffic or crowded places; instead, there was an inner call to pause and welcome the New Year in stillness. This quiet awakening felt like a gentle light, brightening and lightening my inner being. During such times, I often acknowledge one “fault” in my understanding from my upbringing: the idea that I must do something “ bigger in life ”. My ma always insisted that I should do something big with my life. When I was young, I thought she meant an out-of-this-world kind of thing. Whenever my mother would s...
