2017 brought contrast. Opportunity. Discernment. I learned more of who I was, and gained clarity on who I desire to become. I spoke my truth… sometimes my voice shook, sometimes it rolled like thunder, disrupting the very landscape of my reality. Creating groundlessness, tumult, and trouble. But I found myself in the wreckage. I found myself in the crashing waves and the 2am texts of despair and in the broken shards. In the never agains and the forever mores. I learned to savor the laughter and the exertion and the focus and the love. I learned how to surrender without giving up. How to love more deeply and earnestly and with cultivated curiosity after so many years. I broke patterns and my own heart. I built bridges and memories. Forged friendships and shattered expectations. I found my warrior spirit. Howled at the moon. Shed innumerable tears and laughed until I gasped. I am in love and I am alive and I am ready for more, because that is all there is… a deep craving. To 2018: the year of Refinement. And so it is.
I invite you to pause, reflect, and discover *your* word for 2018… forget guilt riddled resolutions… just find a focal word. Write it down, carry it with you, reference back to it periodically. Let it anchor and tether you to your Truth.
Mine is “refinement”. I desire to further cultivate clarity, grace, and awareness in all aspects of my beingness. To shed that which no longer serves me. To separate the chaff. To rise above with discernment and finesse. 2016 was a year of growth and deep work caterpillar inching along, devouring all in my path, establish8ng fortitude. 2017 was my Chrysalis: contrast and opportunity and surrender into the unknown. 2018 I am ready to rise and soar on delicate wings of my own crafting; I am a Cunning-woman. And I am ready to be refined.
Each New Years I invite my students and Priestesses to perform a ceremonial purifying bath at dawn. They walk through the “gates” of the former and upcoming years, cleanse themselves with blessed water, and light a road opening candle to guide them to their altar, to their first year’s meditation, to their Path. The image below is my NYE set up for my dawn ritual bath. (You may recognize the 1111 Candle I crafted for many of you back in November, as well as my Road Opener and Gratitude anointing oils; my little one’s toy phoenix somehow made it into the bathroom, and seemed a perfect addition.) Perhaps it will inspire you, on your journey. We use rosemary for remembering who we are, and I “scribe” my New Year’s word on my skin with the sprig.
Blessed New Year, dear hearts. We have overcome so much, and I am so honored to continue this journey with each of you.