This Friday, May 17, 2013, literally trillions of “things” will happen, as the seven billion person narrative of modern, human existence continues to unravel and evolve. Like every other day, the rotating engine of suffering, jubilee, and mediocrity will churn and scatter its lot among its willing, unwilling, and generally confused inhabitants.
But unlike most days, this day marks an unusual intersection of three superficially unrelated narratives: Norway will celebrate its national holiday, “Syttende Mai”; east Asian Buddhists will celebrate Buddha’s Birthday; and I will celebrate the one year anniversary of a trip to Stockholm that eventually led to the creation of this blog.
Finding myself at the chronological juncture of these three red threads that managed to weave their way into my own personal narrative, I find it difficult to reject the possibility that this day has additional significance - some priority over most other days. Granted, the initial conditions (i.e., the asynchronicity of the Gregorian and Chinese lunar calendars, and my decision to get on a plane one year ago today) were all set by choices, made by people. But when these choices overlap and interact in such spectacular and surprising ways, to reject their significance and meaning is to capitulate to a meaningless life. I choose otherwise.
Gratulerer Med Dagen!