I had a birthday. I'm thirty-five years old. The year that I was born, Chinese New Year began the day before my birthday, making me narrowly a sheep. Sheep, apparently are sensitive, creative unrealistic dreamers, if somewhat nervous and most comfortable in their own imaginations. They're not very organized and can care too much about looks, but aren't very materialistic. Horses however, are intense, need incessant activity, and have a nomadic nature. They're good with people, but have a hard time committing to friends and lovers. Sounds exhausting. I'm glad I timed my entry into the world carefully.
I'm not big on birthdays, simply because like a true sheep/ introvert I don't like to be the center of attention. Just the thought of a big party makes me tired.
We have a tradition of really good birthday breakfasts. C. usually gets bacon on his, like the one time of the year, while I like baked beans, a throwback to my days of living in the UK. This year C. actually upped the ante by cooking me Thai noodle soup the night before, because weeks before I'd mentioned (and promptly forgotten) that I'd like that. Not only that, but he actually got me presents, which goes totally against our custom. I got (packed in excessively large containers) a chocolate bar, an alarm clock and a memory card for my new camera.
One of the things I don't like about birthdays, or holidays in general, is that there's all this expectation that they have to somehow have to be amazing, memorable, magical. That's what I call a recipe for disappointment. Expectations. The sooner one learns to let go of those, the better. In exchange though, you often end up with unexpected adventures and surprises...
This year, for instance, we were gonna go camping, but that fell through. Then we were going to camp out under the stars in our backyard. That didn't work out either. So, then I figured a walk would be plenty. What do ya know, it rained like crazy all day...
Was I disappointed? A little. Did I get over it? Very fast.
Instead, we hang out in bed, ate late, puttered around, snuggled cats, read books, worked, talked to loved ones (One my demands for the day was that I didn't have to touch the phone, but I always pick up when Mali calls.)...
I did my Tarot for the year, with very interesting results. My re-occurring cards lining up next to each other, with other old friends and new acquaintances circling up in encouragement and warning. Overall, it was a really intense, good reading and I needed a stiff old-lady-drink afterwards.
Yup, nothing takes the edge off focusing your energies like some "moonshine", whiskey and tea. Heading out to dinner through New Moon dark woods, I had no idea of how much cake and how many more amazing presents there would still be in store. I was just happy to be out in the trees, cats in-tow, heading towards the warmly lit windows of friends. The best gifts there are.
There seems to be whirlwind of magical energy around right now, pushing us inevitably forward, a force of nature. Everything seems to be pointing to the same direction, of jumping, taking off, moving, going along with the strong current. Things are changing and evolving fast right now. People all around me are going in their chosen directions, new friends are appearing from all sides, opportunities keep popping up. It's a little intimidating, but exciting too.
Still, this birthday was a much needed respite, a one-day-vacation. A good excuse to take a breath.
Guess what card I drew that morning?
Now it's back to grindstones, the drawing boards, the hot irons in need of striking.
How do you like to (un)celebrate your special days? And what's your Chinese Zodiac sign? I'd really like to learn more about the dragons, sheep and horses, myself...