As we enter Winter Solstice, the day when darkness reigns longest over the light and we prepare for the birth of a new year. A new sun. New dreams and goals. I’ve found myself in respite, reviewing the months earlier. Curled up and stagnant like much of plant life native to the desert around me. Sitting in stillness to observe my darkest moments of 2017, I also found that those moments were chased by the moments of brightest light. The way the sun chases the moon in its, dueling dance of cycles. In this trip around the sun, I sat with my pain and my fears and found release. I forgave past lovers, and remembered the dead. I found a new way to create and to uplift others. I found strength and belief in my own intuition and in myself. In darkness and respite my mind and body found the resources to repair and expand the spaces of my soul. Knocking down emotional walls to let in more light.
I watched the first rain drops of the season fall from darkness, reflect, and splash upon my windshield on the drive home last night. With each new drop, impurities slide from the glass bringing freshness and purification. With more rain to come the air will also be washed of impurities and the earth will be softened and moistened to prepare for the growth of spring. With each new day, the sun will stay a little longer. Bring a little more warmth and glow, and the earth will awaken once again from its deep winter slumber. In the wonder of what is to come, I stir ever so gently just below the surface. Like the sleepy still water wafting ever so slightly beneath the icy lakes and ponds of winter, waiting for the return of the sun.
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