Thriving Women: Permission Giving...
Posted on Dec. 14, 2006 at 10:28 a.m.
Dearest Thriving Women,
If you note the date on the top of this newsletter, you will see that my intention was in line with our weekly delivery of our iTHRiVE newsletter. At times, however, the best of intentions seem to get waylaid. The entire newsletter was already composed in my head (and quite eloquently, I believe!), and all that was needed was to allow the flow from the notebook in my head to go through my fingers, into the computer keyboard and out to you. Hmmm, Wednesday got side-tracked into Thursday, which melted into Friday and seemed to drift right into the weekend. Now here I sit, with this week’s letter almost colliding into last week’s intentions!!
Why do I include this dialogue with you tonight?? Because I believe that part of iTHRiVE includes permission giving to be where we are in the moment, and to allow our humanness to make room for imperfections. Here is a first-hand, person-to-person, bona-fide example of giving myself permission to be messy, to be late, to have an intention manifest differently than I anticipated. The contents of the newsletter are pertinent, and I still want to be able to share them with you. Along with the lateness of this newsletter, I may also share my other holiday self- permission giving experiences……only two holiday cards made it to the mail box…..I have yet to mail my Chanukkah present to my New York niece……not one holiday cookie was baked in this house……and shopping was at a barely minimal pace. What I have experienced was cooking and feasting with beloved friends and family, basking in a gorgeous full moon, laughing quite a bit, and being really, really conscious of the precious time that I have with my children unmarried and still spending the holiday with me. I am drinking in, and feeling intoxicated by, the bliss that I feel as I look around the table at my children, my friends, at my cozy and warm home, at our collective health and love for one another, and of the connection I feel to my community “family-at-large” which includes each and every one of you. So, with permission, I give you this late, late newsletter and all my love and wishes for the most lovely, blessed and content holiday season possible!
Today is the shortest day of the year with the longest period of darkness. The silence of winter covers the land and the waters are frigid and frozen. The grass is brown and the limbs of the tress look bare and stark as they stand in the weak light of winter. As we look around, there is nothing blooming and the absence of color brings a monochromatic and to some, a melancholic vista. Yet, this is truly the beginning of new life. Even as we turn on lamps in the late afternoon to provide light to a waning sun, the animals are starting to feel the life-force inside of them as they stir in their dens. The bulbs that we planted last fall are starting to break open, sending a brand new, delicate stem of life to begin its journey toward the sun and the sky. It will take the next three months of winter for this process to come to fruition. It is now a time of celebration and anticipation of new life on the way to bring beauty and color to the world. As dark and cold as these months feel, the wheel of the seasons has now turned from the West to the North, which is the pole of wisdom guarded by archangel Michael.
As the holiday season comes and goes, and we are left with the dark stillness of January, perhaps the vision of the tulips, daffodils, crocuses and other spring delights can bring a sense of hopefulness and anticipation of things to come. Instead of New Year’s resolutions, perhaps a shift to consider what you want to sprout come spring might be more uplifting. In the Seed Project, we plant an inner garden and tend to it. Check in on yours and see what you want to be manifesting three months from now. Plant new bulbs and imagine the growth of a beautiful, colorful intention popping up through the spring snow to bring you surprise and joy at the miracle and ongoing comfort of the seasons unfolding, right on time and in the order of the Universal clock that guides all of us to fruition if we allow it.
Peace and new beginnings to each of you in this season of celebration and hope.
With all our love,
Randi and Daniela