Shaking the House

I’ve never understood why we ring in the new year in the middle of the winter, when the world is cold and sleeping. The Zoroastrians of ancient Persia had a better idea. They celebrated the new year on the vernal equinox, so that the first day of the year coincided with the first day of spring. In Iran, this tradition continues. They call it Eid-e Norooz, or the celebration of the new day. And the year doesn’t arrive at midnight each time, but is calculated precisely to the moment the sun is positioned directly over the equator, when the day and night are of equal length. This year that time is 10:32 a.m. (PST) on Saturday, March 20.

Starting the year in springtime makes perfect sense to me. Where I live, the old Modesto ashes that line the streets of my neighborhood are just starting to put on new leaves. The hyacinths have been blooming for a week already. But when the pink buds on the jasmine in my yard open into tiny white stars, then I know Norooz is just around the corner. By the time the actual day arrives, there will be enough blossoms for me to bring inside to fill the house with their scent. The world feels fresh and new.

Norooz starts with spring cleaning, or khooneh tekooni (literally: shaking the house). This isn’t the superficial house cleaning I usually get away with – dragging the vacuum across the high traffic areas, wiping down the counters, running a duster across the grimiest surfaces. Khooneh tekooni means getting into every nook and cranny, shaking out the carpets, washing the windows. It also means buying new clothes. Because once you’ve got a sparkling new house, how can you sit around in the same clothes you wore throughout the old year?

Every March, I resolve to get my act together and shake my house until it shines. I will start a week in advance, I tell myself, and do a bit each day. And every year, I hone my procrastination skills until they are much sharper than my cleaning ones. Yesterday, I made the mistake of starting with my office. By the time I dug through the mountains of paper and the desktop came into view, I concluded the job would take months. There was nothing for it but to run out and buy that new outfit.

It was my sister-in-law who gave me the best reason for cleaning my house from top to bottom. “If you don’t, bad luck will chase you for the next twelve months.” I could use a bit of luck. So here goes. I still have five days left. One room each day? That sounds doable.

I may be housecleaning-challenged, but Norooz is still my favorite holiday, and the fact that it lasts for two weeks only makes it more special. This week I’ll be blogging about the parts of it I like best.

Do you celebrate Norooz, the vernal equinox or just the advent of spring? Check back in the coming days and tell me about your own favorite rituals.

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About Heidi Noroozy

Heidi Noroozy is a translator, blogger, and writer of multicultural crime fiction. Her short stories appeared in German crime anthologies and have been translated into five languages. Her Cold War story, “Trading Places,” was published in the “Secret Codes” issue of Nautilus. She lived in the GDR in the 1980s and holds a degree in German language and literature from Leipzig University. She makes her home in Northern California with her Iranian-born husband and is currently writing a novel set in modern-day Iran.
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4 Responses to Shaking the House

  1. I wonder if this is where the spring cleaning ritual comes from? And what’s the connection, if any, between your surname and the name of holiday?

    Lovely post, Heidi, and happy new year! Good luck with all the cleaning.

    • Heidi Noroozy says:

      Thanks, Supriya! I don’t know if spring cleaning began with the ancient Persians, but it makes sense to air out your house (and your life) after the winter. Lots of cultures have a spring ritual – it just feels good to see nature return to life. And my surname does have to do with the holiday. It means “the Person of the New Year”.

  2. Marianna Holzer says:

    I can almost smell the jasmine!

    Here in Vermont it is sugaring time. Steam pouring out of the sugar houses as the sap from the maple tree is boiled down to make maple syrup is a sure sign that spring is just around the corner.

    I am even more housecleaning-challenged that you are, but I plan to make a real effort to do it this year – as soon as my taxes are done.

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