The ancient Mayan people maintained a complex system of calendars, which ended with this year, 2012. This anomaly has caused many to wonder whether the great calendar-makers foresaw an apocalypse in our era. The truth is more complex.
By the time I was in my early twenties my purse was filled with paraphernalia for chapped lips, chapped hands, unruly fingernails, allergies, parking lot thugs, cuts and bruises, bad hair, bad weather, bad breath and bad karma. When I became a mother, my purse ballooned to the size of Mont Blanc. It took awhile to realize that I was lugging around not just a lot of useless stuff; I was lugging around the what-if-you-never-know culture and anxiety of Preparedness.