So, how is your 2025 going, so far? Something occurred to me when I woke up on January 1, this year, that I was surprised never had, on a New Year’s Day. I tend to begin the new year (and almost every day, really) with a full tank of optimism. That full tank is a logical place to start, it seems to me, and that logic can save the day, believe me. When I opened my eyes on January 1, 2025, the first things I saw were raindrops on the window, against the backdrop of a grey sky. Then it occurred to me, this thought, for the first time on a New Year’s Day: “Hmm, oh, well…?”
It’s a small thing — seeing raindrops and a grey sky — instead of sunshine and a blue sky, which I would have preferred. But it brought my mind to the previous day and weeks and months (the whole year, really) in which there were many sunny moments (both literally and figuratively). But other moments, well, others were not sunny. And it occurred to me, for the first time on a New Year’s Day, that the best possible year will have some “oh well” moments (or worse), of course, but those aren’t the ones to hold on to, those aren’t the ones to define the day or week or year (or ourselves, for that matter). Otherwise put, this is a reminder to self (and others) — gotta amplify and shine light on what we want to see and be (and all that).
I know — you know this, I know this, we all know this. Just a reminder, though, from the full tank of logical optimism.
All to say, happy 2025, all.
I hope it will be a year that we are good to each other. And to ourselves. I hope it will be a year that, when we look back on it, we’ll be able to celebrate peace, love, health, equity and prosperity.
a few words ... from Montréal 