"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Friday, December 20, 2013

contemplation on a year

I have been thinking upon the new calendar year that is approaching, and as I always do, I find myself holding great hope that somehow it will be the magical, blessings-filled year that is full of rainbows and sunshine and no hardships. Every year I find myself saying to friends, "Oh, how this year sucked. This coming year will be the year for us!" Fast forward the year, and those words are uttered again... and again... on rinse-and-repeat. Every. Bloomin'. Year.

This morning a dawning realization hit. What if it's not the year that is the problem, but me? My mindset, my issue(s). Did my year really suck? Yes, there were hardships, but isn't that the way of life? If we don't have the rain, we can't have the rainbows. Yes, there were times that were not so great, but why am I letting those moments override all of the beauty? I made new friends; I kept long-time friends. I learned new things; I deepened my understanding of things I've known for ages. I experienced great joy along with the great sadness. This is Life... in all its depth and expansion. No year will ever ride 100% smoothly because that is not what keeps us growing. There will be moments that rob us of our breath, and there will be moments where we are filled with so much that we are bursting. And that is where the beauty and amazement lie... in those moments, and everything in between.

So, I am closing out 2013 differently. I am saying thank you to the Goddess for all that She has given me. The times that stretched me to my limits, and the times that lifted me to my heights. For all the mundane moments. For all the inspired moments. For the depression. For the happiness. For my lessons learned, and for the lessons not quite learned. For my spark when it was dimmed. For my spark when it was shining brightly. For the times when my faith is strong, and for the times it has been shaken. For my family, for my Sisters of spirit and heart, for my dear friends that sing me my song when I've forgotten how it goes.

2013 was filled with many things: Some bad, a lot of good, and always filled with love. And that is the way of it.

Celebrate your lives this year, all of it. Breathe it in; wiggle down into it. Let yourself wallow in it and let yourself soar above it. Allow your soul to sing each and every part. And know that 2014 will bring its own challenges, and you will rise to meet them. It will also bring its own joys and you will rejoice in them. And you will have love, whether it comes from someone else or from deep within yourself. You will have love, and that is EVERYTHING.



Be blessed,
Adara

Thursday, December 12, 2013

december morn: a small stone

each blade of grass
and fallen leaf
encased in frosty glitter
shimmering in the warming sun