From nadafarmlife.blogspot.com |
when it's cold outside, and there's a new blanket of snow on the ground, everything is frosted with glittering light and appears to be a blank slate...
kind of like new year's day. today.
and there's a part of me, on new year's day, that wants to hold this moment of perfect silvery clarity, and not touch it.
in the end, though, that's not my nature. my truth is to get out there and get into it.
and of course, when you go out walking in the snow, what is just beneath it is revealed: smells of wet earth, crunch of dead leaves, color of anything but white.
this is the revolution.
no new year's reSOLutions this year. no, ma'am, i'll take the power of a reVOLution. i'll take the reigns of this beautiful year ahead, and ride it hard and happy!!
this year, i will walk out onto that white canvas, and enjoy the steps, enjoy the footprints i will make. finding the beauty laid out before me, finding the freshness that is every day. when i walk out into each day, i'll find all that is waiting for me. i'll dig in, and explore, and dare to be me. for although the footsteps may seem to mar the image of the freshly fallen and undisturbed snow, once they're there, they imply search, enjoyment, movement, appreciation.
listening to our hearts can be challenged in the noise and abundance of december, but january~ oh sweet january is stark and simple. sitting in an empty room with nothing but light to keep you company; light and your heart beating gratitude, beating hot blood living, beating a rhythm that makes sense to your soul. and now you can actually hear it. oh, hear it!!!
step out into this year with me. find that earthly musty muck from which we come, and where we will return, under your feet. feel it sucking you in. and remember it's from that mud that comes the spring growth... but for now, digest and enjoy the cold snap of reality that is present in the first day of the year.
From tangiebaxter.typepad.com |
listening to our hearts can be challenged in the noise and abundance of december, but january~ oh sweet january is stark and simple. sitting in an empty room with nothing but light to keep you company; light and your heart beating gratitude, beating hot blood living, beating a rhythm that makes sense to your soul. and now you can actually hear it. oh, hear it!!!
step out into this year with me. find that earthly musty muck from which we come, and where we will return, under your feet. feel it sucking you in. and remember it's from that mud that comes the spring growth... but for now, digest and enjoy the cold snap of reality that is present in the first day of the year.
From abluekindofgreen.tumblr.com |
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