If you are reading this, you survived 2016, no small feat. The energies of December have been wonky to say the least. I realized recently because i had not read or heard of anyone experiencing it like I did AND I no longer am mainlining the collective, meaning I no longer feel what the collective is feeling in my body, I started taking it personally with some self blame. OUCH! For me since the super moon it felt like an absolute inability to move forward or be productive in a meaningful way. Loving what arises? Not so much until some days ago when I began to celebrate doing absolutely nothing productive! What fun to get that monkey off my back.
However this month has shown up for you, can you love the part of yourself that feels so stuck, angry, afraid, lost, uncertain, hopeless? No easy task and sometimes it may seem as if the benefit of such a practice are far distant yet I assure you if you stick with this way of being, the results are guaranteed. Yes, we have to be more tenacious then we thought possible.
I used to do a practice of throwing in the fire any quality I wanted to leave behind in the old year. This year if anything comes to heart, I will hug it and ask it what it needs. Undoubtedly that will include acceptance and compassion. Darlings, whatever aspect of self you wish to burn on the stake of regret, can you take a moment just now to bring the deepest compassion to your own heart? Can you whisper sweet nothings to your own despair?
Beloveds, such joy to travel together with all of you. May the end of this year bring a sense of satisfaction for a job well done. Just getting through such a tumultuous year is the stuff of heroes. I adore you all. May the road rise up to meet you now and in the new year.
remembering the joy of being
