by katie bridgewater » 30 Jan 2013, 21:38
I don't really think there is one single 'New Year'. Seasons are cyclical, and as such you could say there are many beginnings, or maybe none. I think the concept of one single 'New Year' comes with a farming economy - ie a system that requires property and land ownership, and eventually, money and tax and centralised religion, and specialisation including education systems and mass production. Hence we have the Tax year starting in April, the School Year, starting after the harvest is in, the Church 'New Year' (which gives rise to our calendar new year). All these 'new years' competing for our attention and our money.
Cultures where people still live largely by collecting food and hunting or herding tend to have a more cyclical view of time. I think it's sometimes useful to step outside of our measuring and counting, linear and ascendent worldview and play with the language we use.
What if we learnt to see Samhain not as a date on a calendar but as the time of year when the fire is lit in earnestness, and keeping warm round a fire switches from being a nice sociable time to a life necessity? It is the time when the firewood pile needs to be full by. It isn't 'new' it's just what you do when the time arises for it. And December 31st is the night when I meet with my friends at the same party each year and get riotously drunk for fun. It could just as easily be on the 12th August, but we just make use of the fact that the banking economy historically stopped for the day so everyone could take time off working. And Midwinter is the time when I ponder the fragility of survival in cold climes for my ancestors. In some places this is celebrated in January or February. And what if we stopped seeing winter as the time of symbolic 'death' followed by the spring 'rebirth' ( classic Pagan terminology), but instead thought of winter as a time when the trees are just as busy doing other stuff than photosynthesising, that we can't see, indoor stuff for trees. The days get Rapidly lighter or darker around the equinoxes, my first freckle appears when the sun does, the day of my birthday is a time to think about the time since my last birthday and make plans to do before the next one, but then so is every festive time. Every day is a new year, and none and I rather like seeing the world like that.
At the Equator, where there aren't really seasons and changes in daylight, there is no new year. Our oldest human ancestors had no need of one. Only when people moved North did the need to differentiate between seasons because of fluctuating food supplies, become necessary. Wheels of the year are human constructs, and as such can be whatever humans want them to be.
I read a really interesting book called 'The History of The Calendar' which made me realise how differently time can be measured depending on one's culture and how the measuring of time, and the definition of years is subjective, impossible to measure accurately, and how easily those who control the measuring of time, control the economy, the wealth, and the minds of a people.