And it is not because of forcing myself to truss up like a leftover turkey and freeze my giblets off in the street - because, quite frankly, I said goodbye to that in my thirties.
In 46 B.C.E., Julius Caesar established January 1 as New Year's day by ordering a violent revolution in Galilee. Eyewitnesses say blood flowed in the streets. Ever since, blood has run wild on New Year's eve, with deliberate drunken debauchery and chaotic, wild abandon.
Whilst that might sound fun, it's a fine line for an intuitive who doesn't just pick up on the present day but history too. Imagine living all those NYE's at once?
Every year I get less sulky she-hulky as I simultaneously access a portal into the old and new year through a tarot ritual, that honours divination and Janus, the two-headed god that looks back and forward at the same time ( the other and wiser reason Julius chose January).
"Before, you are wise; after, you are wise. In between, you are otherwise."
― David Zindell, The Broken God
I share this ritual with my circle every NYE and every year intuitives that want a wiser way to spend NYE join us.
We huddle together on Zoom with our tarot decks, diaries, tea, candles, pen and pet or two, and tune into the wisdom present in the one annual time that is before and after at once.
Happy new year!