Hari Om Divine Soul,
Subhodayam 🙏
I woke up this morning and peeped out my window and I see the same world , same Pancha bhutas dancing in its tune with their own complex combinations brining a feel of variations in our waking state everyday experiences.
The wind does not blow "new"; it simply moves. The sun does not rise "fresh"; it merely illuminates as it always has. The seasons don't announce themselves as "this year" or "that year"; they arrive, shift, and transform without labels.
I see fleeting moments passing by , I see seasons coming and going , but i don't see a " new year " ?? It's only passing moments .
World today waked up to a concept called Gregorian calendar new year 2025 , but in essence there no such thing called new year .
In nature, there is no definitive "new year." The cycles of existence—the sunrise and sunset, the rhythm of the seasons, the ebb and flow of life continue seamlessly, indifferent to human-made calendars or timelines.
The Gregorian calendar, like any human creation, is a tool a framework imposed upon the infinite flow of time to provide structure, predictability, and societal coordination. But this construct is just that: a construct.
The cosmos doesn't pause or reset on January 1. It doesn't recognize the demarcation of years, months, or days.
The idea of a "New Year" is rooted in human need—our desire to measure, categorize, and find meaning in the infinite. It reflects our longing for renewal, hope, and closure, for something to grasp in the ungraspable flow of existence. Yet, in truth, every moment holds the potential for renewal.
Every breath is an opportunity for transformation. The concept of a "new beginning" does not belong to a specific date but resides in our awareness, in our choice to perceive each moment as fresh and alive.
Perhaps, instead of celebrating a "New Year," we could celebrate the timelessness of existence ???
And yet , please do enjoy the Gregorian Calendar New year 2025 but with KNOWINGNESS.
Hari Om 🙏💐
Pramodh
Subhodayam 🙏
I woke up this morning and peeped out my window and I see the same world , same Pancha bhutas dancing in its tune with their own complex combinations brining a feel of variations in our waking state everyday experiences.
The wind does not blow "new"; it simply moves. The sun does not rise "fresh"; it merely illuminates as it always has. The seasons don't announce themselves as "this year" or "that year"; they arrive, shift, and transform without labels.
I see fleeting moments passing by , I see seasons coming and going , but i don't see a " new year " ?? It's only passing moments .
World today waked up to a concept called Gregorian calendar new year 2025 , but in essence there no such thing called new year .
In nature, there is no definitive "new year." The cycles of existence—the sunrise and sunset, the rhythm of the seasons, the ebb and flow of life continue seamlessly, indifferent to human-made calendars or timelines.
The Gregorian calendar, like any human creation, is a tool a framework imposed upon the infinite flow of time to provide structure, predictability, and societal coordination. But this construct is just that: a construct.
The cosmos doesn't pause or reset on January 1. It doesn't recognize the demarcation of years, months, or days.
The idea of a "New Year" is rooted in human need—our desire to measure, categorize, and find meaning in the infinite. It reflects our longing for renewal, hope, and closure, for something to grasp in the ungraspable flow of existence. Yet, in truth, every moment holds the potential for renewal.
Every breath is an opportunity for transformation. The concept of a "new beginning" does not belong to a specific date but resides in our awareness, in our choice to perceive each moment as fresh and alive.
Perhaps, instead of celebrating a "New Year," we could celebrate the timelessness of existence ???
And yet , please do enjoy the Gregorian Calendar New year 2025 but with KNOWINGNESS.
Hari Om 🙏💐
Pramodh
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