Human Being day

Man has tried to wrest order from the chaos of the universe , no wait the universe is orderly, well sorta...but you see if you plant your crops too early they will get flooded out or freeze, plant them to late and they won't mature, so you can't trust the weather, and you and your family will surely starve and probably die.  It's not a good idea to plan a hunting trip during lambing season, either, probably  some of the things that led our ancient ancestors to invent a calendar, governed by the relatively accurate courses of the moon and stars.  So then things, like commerce and government got more complex,  people needed to know what day it was.... the Roman Senators based the length of their year on their attitude toward the Emperor at the time.  the more complex things get, the  more the  carefully the passage of time gets measured, or  it seams to be.
Leap day, is just a strange appendage waving at us, somewhere between laughter and scorn reminding us that what we designed to make us masters of our environment, has not only estranged us from our real world , but become our master.  And that for all our supposed brilliance after we created the modern calendar we still had 1/4 of a day left over and needed to find some way to include it.   We know longer need the stars , moon , trees or type of precipitation to tell us what season it is.  We can look at the bottom right corner of our computer, and see that we are late, later, latest, for some very important date.   SIGH!
   


 And there  I stopped. and these words have been been waiting patiently for me to complete the post since last Leap Day.    Interesting to me how that works anyway, does it mean today isn't a real day, there wasn't one last year and there won't be on next year?  I'm not sure.  But since it is  on this years calendar, people are born and die on this day, and the workday world goes on, my guess is yes.   

Now after all this time, well 4 years, I am even more convinced that we have  estranged our selves from the world around us, the seasons, our own circadian rhythm, and the tidal moonths.    We need a precise calendar for work and commerce, and for planting and harvesting, but we have been enslaved by it.  It measures our time and has helped make us Humans doing, instead of Humans being.

So I propose that on this day we celebrate being, instead of doing.  One day isn't enough time, but it is a start.