I don't know what is coming in the future, but do know that just for today I am not projecting about the future or living in the past. I am going to go to a party with some friends in recovery, see a movie, take down the Christmas decorations and eat some Hoppin' John and collard greens.
In the Lowcountry, eating Hoppin' John on New Year's Day is thought to bring a prosperous year filled with luck. The peas which can be black eyes or field peas are symbolic of luck. Collard greens, mustard greens, turnip greens, or kale along with this dish are thought to add to wealth since they are the color of money. Another traditional food, cornbread, can also be served to represent wealth, being the color of gold. Right now, the collard greens are simmering with some ham, and the black eyes are seasoned and ready.
I also like the old traditions like First Footing. In British folk lore, the "first foot" is the first person to cross the threshold of a home on New Year's Day and is a bringer of good fortune for the coming year. Although it is acceptable in many places for the first-footer to be a resident of the house, they must not be in the house at the stroke of midnight in order to first-foot (thus going out of the house after midnight and then coming back in to the same house is not considered to be first-footing). The first-foot is traditionally a tall, dark-haired male; a female or fair-haired male are in some places regarded as unlucky.
The first-foot usually brings several gifts, including perhaps a coin, bread, salt, coal, or a drink which respectively represent financial prosperity, food, flavor, warmth, and good cheer. Did you have a first footer at your house?
Well, no one outside the household came in and instead of coal, a black bun and whiskey, we had Hoppin' John and collard greens with cornbread. I think that a "first footer" bringing whiskey isn't my idea of good luck. But it's an interesting old tradition nonetheless.
I hope that the tall, dark and handsome man who crosses your threshold brings suitable gifts for your luck in the New Year. Any time is the right time to start your year.
When I was alive, I believed — as you do — that time was at least as real and solid as myself, and probably more so. I said 'one o'clock' as though I could see it, and 'Monday' as though I could find it on the map; and I let myself be hurried along from minute to minute, day to day, year to year, as though I were actually moving from one place to another. Like everyone else, I lived in a house bricked up with seconds and minutes, weekends and New Year's Days, and I never went outside until I died, because there was no other door. Now I know that I could have walked through the walls. (...) You can strike your own time, and start the count anywhere. When you understand that — then any time at all will be the right time for you. — Peter S. Beagle