In a very small way it's my dominion day too. Something new is being founded today, whatever it is, trying to understand the world maybe, with time and the governance of words and pictures and our humble speck of ground in Maine as laboratories.
To see the world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
(Read the whole poem Auguries of Innocence http://www.artofeurope.com/blake/bla3.htm ) for some gruesome couplets of what this too-famous opening stanza means in the real world.)
And also a day to re-connect to the world in another way - nervously sending out writing for publication review for the first time in decades.