Things can shift in an instant...
Thanksgiving, just a little less than two weeks ago but it feels like an ocean of time.
It was such a reset moment for me. I felt grateful for so very much, whilst simultaneously I found myself writing about how I desire my December to be. What feeling do I want to be elevating and celebrating? What quality of flow? How much can I honor and elevate and celebrate myself? Knowing that that is never ever a selfish thing as I can give so much more lusciously if I am filled within.
This year has been a crucible of intensity in many ways.
This last thanksgiving I intentionally emptied myself of all the strings of challenge that were still attached to that. How much cellular memory can I let go of? How much empty space can I create in order to calibrate to something that feels so much more delightfully ease filled. Those are the desires, the contemplations and reflections that are weaving their way through my days.
I absolutely believe that a beautiful life is an intentional life. Much is outside of our 'control' but our intentionality creates a container that has immense co-creative power.
We entered December.
The trees lost their leaves seemingly overnight and as I gaze out the window, their bare limbs reflect back to me such potent truth.
I've spent so much of this last week journaling, emptying, pouring myself out.
I've written many words and yet know that the words are in fact not that important.
It is the desire, the visceral pull to empty, to let go that is the creation of the void into which the new and next will be poured into.
Releasing, empty, gathering.
Can you feel the gathering that is occurring as well?
We are gathering ourselves for our coming year, our coming decade.
I think most of us can feel the significance of what is about to occur.
So we, each in our own way, dream ourselves anew as we breathe this liminal space.
Wishing for you the most magical of December dreaming!