The old year has gently slipped past. I just spent much of that time moving slowly and gently myself. I am now beginning to embrace the new year and its potential for change. While I believe many things are in transformation mode, I also honor the energy of this winter season. That means I am still spending inward, quiet time. I am remembering how plant and animal life stays underground, and continues to function quietly if not in a fully dormant state. I also love the quiet, and I like taking the time to allow the new to come into being slowly, a little at a time. We are all in a rush so much of the time. I feel grateful and glad to allow this time to sift gently, and to let possibilities unfold in their own way.
"How shall the mighty river
reach the tiny seed?
See it rise silently
to the sun's yearning,
sail from a winter's cloud
flake after silent flake
piling up layer upon layer
until the thaw of spring
to meet the seedling's need."
--Antoinette Adam
