Thursday, 29 December 2011
Making an End
The subject of year end posts came up in Blog Catalogue. I’ve never written one for the simple reason that in the time that Ana the Imp has been in existence I’ve never been around at the year end, signing off just before Christmas. Well, here I am, close to the midnight hour; so, in the absence of anything else, here is my premier year end post!
In a Janus-style I look back and I look forward. Speaking personally, it’s been a good year for me, one of the best ever, though I feel a slight sense of guilt for saying so, with all the troubles in the world, troubles in so many lives. I’m conscious of how fortunate and privileged I am, able to do things that so many others can only ever dream of. But it’s the only life I will ever have and I simply must make the best use of it in the way that I see fit.
My year began in Austria, there on a skiing trip; it will end also with a skiing trip. I was in Paris at Easter, pursuing every romantic cliché that you can imagine and a few you probably can’t! Then there was Peru and latterly Egypt, more experiences that will leave an indelible impression on my mind, not just because of the marvellous monuments I saw but because the people I met, decent, lovely people, no matter their race, religion or politics.
But travel is not just about personal gratification; it’s about understanding a little more about the world, seeing the mountain, so to speak, through other eyes and from other angles. If at the end, if in looking back, I can say it was all worth doing, that I have no regrets and I would do it all again without changing a thing, then I will be satisfied. Let's plunge ourselves into the roar of time, the whirl of accident; may pain and pleasure, success and failure, shift as they will - it's only action that can make a woman. I offer apologies here for a slight adaptation of the words of Goethe.
My personal development continues; my reading gets broader and my experiences deeper, my intellect more subtle, my judgements less harsh; well, not quite as harsh as they once were. I have so many people I am thankful for: my wonderful parents, old friends and new friends, here, there and everywhere. And of course there is you; yes, you know who I’m talking about, my ever faithful shadow.
I look forward into the year of the Maya, the year of great events, anticipated and projected. Do I think something cataclysmic is going to happen? No, quite frankly, I don’t, but even if I did what could I do, what difference would it make? If the world goes then I go with it, a happy fatalist.
I certainly hope for the sake of America, and for the free world as a whole, that Barack Obama goes. I care nothing about his race, his ethnicity, his religious beliefs and the ambiguity over his birth certificate; all of that seems utterly irrelevant. What is relevant is his complete incapacity for high office, the almost total absence of the qualities of steadiness and determination that are essential handmaidens of leadership. America seems to be drifting at the moment; and when America drifts we drown.
Turning closer to home I see the European Union, that unnatural monster, descending ever deeper into chaos, a farce played out in several unappealing acts. I find it difficult to express how much contempt I have for the sad mediocrities in the chanceries and palaces across the Continent. In the words of Margaret Thatcher, they are indeed a pathetic bunch. The sane thing is for Britain to get out of the club, something I hope to see one day.
On the subject of Margaret Thatcher the first film I intend to see in the New Year is The Iron Lady with Meryl Streep in the title role. I can’t think of anyone else I would choose for the part. The advance publicity I’ve seen looks good. If it helps understand one of the truly great figures of the last century then it will have served its purpose very well, even if it is a warts and all portrayal. There is indeed a price to be paid for power, and with the highs come the inevitable lows. Enoch Powell was absolutely right in his assessment of political careers.
Well, that’s it, that’s enough, my end of year report. I’m leaving for France on New Year’s Day for a week’s skiing. So, I’ll see you all over another border in time. Have a very, very happy New Year and may it bring everything that you would wish for.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
Posted by Anastasia F-B at 16:01
Labels: ana the imp, new year
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Happy New Year baby =kiss= :)ReplyDelete
I send my greetings to you, Ana, from hot and sunny Australia, specifically from a small farm located along Mackays Road, Kangaroo Valley, New South Wales, Australia--Google Earth the region and you'll see, albeit not in real time, how different the cusp of the New Year is in Australia compared to Northern Europe--all sunshine and blue sky . . .ReplyDelete
Since you are, appropriately enough, in a somewhat pensive and philosophical mood, I also send, despite my limited capacity for telecommunications, this thought from the opening page of a beautiful book called LOVINGKINDNESS by Sharon Salzberg: "We can travel a long way and do many different things, but our deepest happiness is not born from accumulating new experiences. It is born from letting go of what is unnecessary, and knowing ourselves to be always at home."
Very best wishes for the New Year 2012 . . . Chris
Coll, kiss right back. :-)ReplyDelete
Chris, that's a super quote. Do have a great New Year. :-)ReplyDelete
2011 has been an interesting year, Ana; too interesting for some. I hope the next is better, but that is so dependent on the choices individuals make for themselves. We each get to choose how we apply our talents and our energies, with outcomes that are highly predictable. But bad candy can be hard to resist!ReplyDelete
Not much snow here, so far - but the Alps have been getting plenty, so I imagine your ski trip will be a lot of fun. Have a great time. See you here again next year.
Thanks, dear Calvin. :-)ReplyDelete
Ana, such an adventurous life, both inside and out. I wish you more of the same in all the years to come.ReplyDelete
Let's hope the new year is not as bad economically and politically as most people seem to think it's going to be. America is so ideologically polarized, it's hard to be optimistic. And Europe! One can only wait and watch the unfolding drama...ReplyDelete
Oh well. Enjoy the mountain air, and I look forward to following the continuing adventures of Ana (from a safe distance).
Thank you, dearest Marty. :-)ReplyDelete
Thanks, Mark. I shall blow a kiss from afar. :-)ReplyDelete
And here's looking forward to your missives in the New Year... Best Wishes!ReplyDelete
I hope that 2012 is even better for you than 2011 was, enjoy life you privileged brat.ReplyDelete
Wishing you a very happy, successful and healthy year , Ana.ReplyDelete
I hope it is not too late to wish you a Happy New Year.
And to you, dear Canary Islander. :-)ReplyDelete
Anthony, you bet I will. :-))ReplyDelete
Levent, my friend. The same to you. :-)ReplyDelete
Of course not, Harry. The same to you. :-)ReplyDelete
Happy New Year! Congrats on your adventures of the past, present and future:) I didn't enjoy the previous US administration very much and truly believe it's gonna take years and years before the tides change. Aw, who knows? Paris is definitely on bucket list and I can't wait to revel in all of its beauty:)ReplyDelete
Dear Shaharoh, it really is beautiful, a place to revel. Happy New Year. :-)ReplyDelete
Happy New Year, Ana :)....you have captured yourself, your indomitable spirit, as it grows and matures through travel and experience. You are a joy to read!ReplyDelete
Thank you, dear SpringBlossoms, and a Happy New Year to you too. :-)ReplyDelete