Happiness and Joy

Yesterday into today, I felt the love, or at least good intentions from those excited to say "Happy New Year!" Just like me, many were eager to put their best forward, wishing anyone and everyone happiness and joy.

I spent a good part of my New Year’s Eve outdoors hiking trails and conferring with nature. It was important for me to garner some quiet time to reflect. I took my meditation indoors in the early afternoon, revisiting the Howard Peters Rawlings Conservatory and Botanic Gardens with a friend, anxious for him to see the beautiful poinsettias and train garden. I visit this resplendent oasis in the city no less than 10 times each month because it keeps my soul happy and will do the same for you. (Thank you, to the staff, for this holiday spectacular. I know a lot of work goes into this remarkable production. To the volunteers too, you’re awesome!)

A New Year’s Eve doesn’t pass without me hearing someone say, "Tonight is amateur night." I’m sure I’ve made this comment from time to time too, but not anymore. I believe those who use this expression to be curmudgeons, prudes, bored with life and more than anything jealous because they’ve lost their zest for something that is tradition – a time for great fun. (Be free, if you must, but be safe and respect those around you.)

It’s at this time of year when my nostalgic way has me peering into the past at yesteryear celebrations with great fondness, with many being wild and crazy, dancing until the break of dawn. I can close my eyes and remember every little nuance. This, of course, is not my behavior anymore. I’ve simmered down considerably, preferring an early evening cocktail hour with friends and then dinner, and perhaps something arty (play, symphony, opera, etc.) and maybe, just maybe, dancing, but it depends on the venue.

This year I enjoyed quiet fun. I elected to stay in, but in no way was I disinterested. The food was plentiful, the cocktails fabulous, and the music perfect. I played a few games of Scrabble with friends. One friend in particular was eager to see the fireworks display at the Inner Harbor. I was not, but for him I got myself together and out into the darkness we went riding a bus downtown. It wasn’t as congested as I thought it would be. We managed to avoid the heavy crowds and found a quaint spot to watch the celebration. It wasn’t too long after when we made our way home. It all happened so quickly, but what a wonderful memory. I still say, I didn’t need to go, but so very glad I did. Thank you, Brian! (Kudos to the Baltimore Police Department for an outstanding job. You were friendly, engaging and respectful. As always, thank you for keeping us safe.)

So how did you begin your New Year’s Day? I did, as I always do, took to the outdoors, rejoicing in nature, thankful for another year to embrace what I love most – trails, trees, wildlife, the sky, streams, and the people who embrace and treat them with the respect and dignity they deserve. It’s time we all learn to honor Mother Earth in a more meaningful and positive way.

I hiked through Wyman Park, walking through Hampden to get to Druid Hill Park, running a few miles around the reservoir, and of course I made a stop at The Conservatory for 15 minutes of meditation.

I felt so energized by the day, more so than any other New Years, and I definitely know why. It was the people I met along the way, all full of happiness and joy.

Don’t allow anyone to ever rob you of your happiness and joy. We all deserve this much from life, each and every day. Happy New Year! – paerki