Sagittarius, Supermassive Black Holes, and New Years

My exams are done now, and I am free…other than my winter holiday projects. Hopefully I’ll get in some posting, in general and about solstice. I just found out two articles I wrote for a book ended up not being used as written, but as information sources, so I’m free to release them now, so I’ll see about getting them up here.
Anyways, to talk on my personal tradition, tomorrow is an important holy day to me. 26° of Sagittarius (most years), or December 17th. The Sun is Conjunct the Galactic Centre and the supermassive black hole therein. It’s also my birthday. Now once your eyes have stopped rolling enough to read I’ll continue.
As I’ve never identified much with the Neopagan movement and their Wheel of the Year, I’ve never felt that October 31 was a good New Year’s, so I tried to think on a spiritual/religious level where to put it. None of the other spokes spoke to me, so I thought more about what I wanted my New Year’s to represent. The results weren’t earth-shattering or unique, but I came up with beginnings, endings, and transformation.
Sounds like a birthday to me. Beginnings, I was born. Endings, I end the current year and was born dead. Transformation, each new age is a new experience born and forged from the last. Where better to place a New Year than the day my first year started?
As “chance” would have it 26° Sagittarius fits this rather well. The Galactic Centre was possibly were most the material of our sun, planets, and selves either formed, accreted, and then was flung from. At very least it helped clump things together, and if anything in the universe represents endings I think black holes seem to be a good symbol, and supermassive ones moreso. Don’t mind the rationalizing on why my birthday is awesome, I don’t expect anyone else to adopt it as the New Year’s day, barring having the same birthday and a high self-value.
That being said, feel free to celebrate me that day, I know that’s what I’ll be doing. Birthdays make great holy days, particularly if we like ourselves. It’s the day that is responsible for us. Granted many days may have influenced who we are and are important, but none of them would have occurred without that first birthday. So I take the day to celebrate who I am.
It’s not all fun and games though. My birthday is also a day where I evaluate myself, and start to plan my transition into the New Year. Since I was born dead (and was an ex-baby that had ceased to be for a relatively long time) and suffered odd health problems, it’s a day I celebrate surviving, but also prepare and acknowledge my mortality. Every year on my birthday I re-evaluate the letters I’ve been writing for 11 years to be released when I die. It seems morbid to some, but for starters, I am morbid, but I also want to make sure that things are taken care of when I die, and that those closest to me know how I feel.
Beginnings and endings, and lastly transformation. I like to plan out the new year, divine it, and figure out how to go about things. Celebrating, evaluating, letter writing, planning, divining, it is a lot of work.
Thankfully my birthday New Year’s celebration is two weeks before the secular New Year’s celebration, so I use that period as my off time. Over the two weeks I plan, divine, and experiment. I’m a driven person who doesn’t relax, or perhaps just doesn’t relax like most people, so these two weeks are my break period. If I don’t feel like exercising, or meditating, then just for those two weeks it doesn’t matter. I do this to give myself a relief valve from the pressure I put myself under (I don’t know if I need it, but I’ll play it safe) and also to see if I still want to do what I’m doing. Maybe it’s time to change my magickal or physical exercises, by seeing how much I do or don’t want to do them over the two weeks, coupled with what happens, I tend to get a good idea on what I should do for the next year.
Now I’m going to go finish prepping for my breakfast tomorrow, because it’s a big day, and I deserve a great meal to start it.