They say the body remembers…And so it is with me.
When I almost forget an anniversary, be it a sweet celebration or a calamity of suffering come and not yet fully gone my body sends me some kinda message.
2020 is here. I grew up with the phrase ‘Hindsight is 2020’ meaning we see more clearly after the fact, looking back. This saying from the days when we had to remember social sayings we learned. Lessons shared the common way – in conversation or embroidered on a gift pillow.
Yup, we didn’t yet have the benefit of a graphic digital meme to see, like and share yet, so we just remembered useful catch phrases.
But I’m like those calendars on sale at year end that have pages for December so you can start early recording dates and appointments for the new year and not miss anything. Or, you can look back at the summary notes of your year in review that some ‘better you next year’ email campaign encouraged you to do.
Either way, I, like most humans with memory am like Janus whose name was given to January when he won the ancient Roman nomination to represent the first month of the year.
Janus is the Roman god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, and endings. the depicted forever, in profile as looking both forward and backward.
Hindsight is 2020, so, why not look back for all the benefits, lessons and losses of the past and fortify our future.
I’m older now, closer to death than birth, and I seem to be awash in memories that come but never leave me. Perhaps some meander off to the buffet or the bar. They always come back.
This year, I’ll invite some of them to reveal their story.
Come join me as I time travel.
The statue image I chose is representing Janus Bifrons in the Vatican Museums