2024 on 2023- The Year of Consciousness
As Covid memories get older, life resembles
a pre-COVID rave party for some, and a humanitarian nightmare for others,
Right and wrong blurs in a world of extremes where luxury jets fly everywhere but aid planes need access rights,
In my sheltered, utopian existence, I turned to philosophy in 2023 to make some sense of it all.
Teleology and etiology merged with conscious parenting, the art of living seemed as simple as breathing.
Breathing wasn’t simple though, was it? Ask those living in Uber polluted cities gasping for a climate-altered hot breath.
I can make my 2024 resolutions to smile, dance, love and laugh more and I will but am I not a COP out if that’s all I do?
The one resolution from 2023 which I followed was to stop running away: from my thoughts, from people, from emotions, from places.
When I wanted to run away, I remembered my child’s spontaneity and love of every moment which gave me pause, and brought me back to my consciousness,
It was a year of many achieved desires ranging from mortgages to baby sleep certification and a realization that desires and breaths will accompany me to the end…
Which one will serve me well, its quite obvious to tell?
Friends gained and friends lost … I thanked both kinds for keeping me company in a part of this journey of life.
How grateful was I for every moment spent with those who saw off the last day of 2023 and the first day of 2024 with me with laughter, tears, dances and balloons.
You know who you are, take a bow as you remind me everyday to take life slow…
Through this tumultuous, perfectly imperfect year, most of all I re-learnt how to love myself.