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It's ANOTHER weird universe!!!!
 

2006 through the eys of many out there

I find it strange. Strangely beautiful that blog surfing one day after new year, I see the new year through the eyes of so many people. Some reflecting on what the new year holds for them in their hopes, promises to themselves and resolutions. Others in their ordinary day. Others, in their discovery of their fears and their faith. And still others in an imaginary thought half way across the globe, half way across the galaxy. In what makes sense only to us. And it's really strange seeing the single day in and through these various expressions.

Often, I feel that language is so limited. It can only express so limited a range of experiences. Always reducing these experiences to scrawly signs. But today, I am quite amazed at langauge -is a window to the others. Windows, not to sights and sounds of the physical realm but to the mental, and the emotional. If I am romantic enough, I would even say: their very soul. Sometimes, feeling such connection to people makes me a bit crazy and teary. I feel safe, in a way. Knowing that I am never as alone as I may think I am. And that there are people out there who are thinking various thoughts, living lives just like me out there. Maybe that's why I feel so attracted to blogging. On one hand, it is leaving traces of my life, but being such a romantic, maybe I honestly believe that there is a community out there that I belong to. Some strange cosmic connection that holds it all together.

Maybe I'm starting to sound crazy, but sometimes I get like that. Like when I attend Christmas servies and hear everyone singing in one voice. And knowing that somewhere else millions of miles away, someone else is singing about the very same thing. Being thankful for the very same thing. And experiencing strange connections to other human beings. I get a bit crazy, but I get a bit thankful too, that we have the power of language, the power to share, to create and to celebrate, something as simple and yet as beautiful as the passing and the coming 356 days of a year. It is on days like this, I start having fancies that maybe, maybe deep down , we really are all connected in more ways than we can ever fathom. But then again, there is always a chance that this is merely crazy talk after getting too hung up on the new year.

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