The
first of January is another day dawning, the sun rising as the sun always
rises, the earth moving in its rhythms, with or without our calendars, to name
a certain day as the day of new beginning, separating the old from the new.
So
it is. Everything is the same, bound
into its history as we ourselves are bound. Yet also we stand at a threshold, a
new year is something truly new and fresh,
still unformed, leaving a stunning power
in our hands!
What
shall we do with the great gift of time this year? Let us begin by
remembering that whatever justice, whatever peace and wholeness might bloom in
our world this year, we are the
hearts and minds, the hands and feet, the embodiment of all the best visions of
our people.
The
new year can be new ground for the seeds of our dreams.
Let us
take the step forward together, onto new ground,
planting our dreams well, faithfully, and in
joy.
