I usually go to temple the night before to welcome the New Year at midnight sharp. Typically, this is followed by a vegetarian meal with family and friends. The next day, I get dragged along to go temple hopping, making offerings for good merit—a “traditional” routine that I honestly believe is just another excuse to spend time with family and meet old friends. A good excuse, in my opinion.
This morning I was also reminded that for about 150 million migrant workers, this holiday marks the year’s most important (if not only) trip home. May we all have the goodness of heart, word and action to cultivate a positive destiny for ourselves.
What does this have to do with Buddhism? Who knows!