Living to die another year

I like to boast about the significance of this day by typing the date 1/1/11. That's a string of identical numbers you won't be seeing for a life time, unless some new advent of global effecting events decide to restart the dates. While the world has gone out there to celebrate accomplishment to have seen another a year through, I simply sit to face my screen and acknowledge the very fact (also during birthdays) that I have died another year. It's the reason why they say 'old' when they refer to your 'age'.

I'm no pacifist; I do not discourage commemorations or think lesser of others, I simply believe in seeing things differently so that I'm able to find more reason to be productive.  There is no shame in accepting the fact that the days are gone; you're merely acknowledging reality and that in itself may be a little close to what Maslow refers to as Self-Fulfillment in his seven laws of needs.

But my aim in this post to derive whatever there is from 2010 and reflect on it. I suppose the most conventional sense would be the fact that it seems awkward that it's over, simply because you cannot really remember what went over in 2010 and why. Few of us ever ask why.

It certainly did have its list of minor accomplishments, as much as any in the arch of my life had. That and certain acquaintances , of both introvertive and extrortive nature But really, looking back through the year, can one honestly recall some significant sparks?

Perhaps I had become more responsible; that's something you inevitably have to become as you grow older, but no matter how much you strain yourself to live up to the standards, even if you were to reach the optimum of that, you'd still find yourself scowling with unsatisfaction I suppose we can consider that the peak of Maslow's law, that being self-actualization.

On that note, I disagree with those who believe that it isn't achievable or claim that it is something only profoundly accomplished figures can reach upto. In my opinion, it takes a simple but unappreciated ingredient. Gratitude; most of us spiritually accept it, but such gratitude is short lived, simply because we lack the physical routines to prove it. We busy ourselves with our desperations for further accomplishments, noble or trivial, and we forget to stand up for the few precious moments we owe ourselves to contemplate on what we have so far.

And so, now that I think about, I won't complain about my inabilities. I won't regret 2010. . . . Instead, I'll be thankful .I dedicate this post to gratitude that I owe myself, my god, my family and friends.