These days the sand moves rapidly through the hourglass narrow. There’s a sense of being squeezed by time. There are emails to send, stories to edit, friends to check in with and gifts to purchase. With each tick of the clock, my hopes for getting it all done before the New Year take another step further from reach. And yet, though many items will likely slip through this arbitrary deadline, I’m not 100-precent frantic. Amid the whir of the season, my body refuses to be rushed.
The cold and dark of winter calls me to slow down, sleep, look inward, feel whatever I may be feeling and seek comfort with bowls of popcorn, fuzzy blankets, warm drinks, yoga, music, dance and books. I feel the stark contrasts of the season — joy and sadness, day and night, togetherness and solitude, internal and external. The back and forth, dislodges memories. Tears and laughter arrive at unexpected times. I’m so tender.
In carving out time to be with this volatility, I hope to come back to you refreshed and ready for 2017. My wish is that all who read this also embrace a practice being with, feeling and showering in self-love. Please share your resources and words of wisdom in the comments. I believe that any and all tools will be needed for fearlessly meeting the year ahead.
Thank you for reading, commenting and offering words of love. Your marvelous crumbs have provided such incredible nourishment on this blogging journey. See you in the New Year. XO, KB