I always consider Labor Day and the beginning of September to be a more pragmatic and realistic New Year’s occasion than whatever happens in January. In fact, many people who question our Gregorian calendar point to the fact that New Year’s in January simply makes no sense, considering the rhythm of the seasons, or the way our cultural and economic cycles of activity are actually arranged. Now is the end of summer, harvest time. From that point of view, Labor day is a chance to harvest the results of whatever has happened in our lives this year. For many people I have spoken to (myself included), this harvest feels exceptionally rough and emotional. A lot of things fell apart this summer.