I went to my bank on Christmas Eve to make a deposit and attempted to make some typical holiday small talk with Max, my favorite teller. “Are you ready for the holiday?” I asked (careful not to say “Christmas” lest I offend). She shrugged and said that it would be quiet, then she told me how a friend who has stage-four breast cancer, and who seemed near death in the spring, was up and about and feeling much better. “I’m just going to celebrate the fact that she’s alive right now,” she said, “and I don’t feel at all bad about not getting out there and shopping.”

Amen to that. There seems to have been an intense focus on how much “consumers” (a consumer somehow being a different species of human being; more on that later) are spending this holiday season. As though what comes out of our thinner-these-days wallets will save our economy and, thus, our world. Meanwhile, there is much moaning about how the healthcare bill that the Senate passed on Christmas Eve simply doesn’t cut it, that’s it’s so watered down as to be a certain failure. And there is much griping about how Copenhagen failed to meet expectations—as though it were even remotely possible to get 190 or so countries to sit down and, in the space of two weeks, agree to global, binding, verifiable targets to reduce GHG emissions.

Can we just celebrate that the United States, whose government only a year ago refused to even sit at the climate-change table, is now pushing itself and governments around the world to address the issue? Can we celebrate that we now have at least a foundation for moving toward meaningful action? And can we celebrate that a sizeable chunk of the US population is one step closer to having meaningful access to health care?

Yes, we have a tremendous amount of work to do. That includes creating jobs and pushing the global economy into meaningful (seems to be my favorite word today) recovery whilst reducing our environmental impacts. It certainly won’t happen by shopping alone. Nor will it happen if we just sit at home and moan. If we celebrate small steps, maybe we can summon the will and the wherewithal to take bigger steps.

Maybe 2010 will be a year of meaningful, positive change. But then, I’ve always been a bit of an optimist.

Happy New Year.