Upping the Energy
I suffer from chronic beginning-of-the-year-itis.
Finally stepping out of the holiday season leaves me feeling DRAINED. I think it has something to do with the void left after the constant go, go, go, go mental list thrashing through my brain that is December. It's kind of like an emotional taking down of the of teh ornaments, which my children won't let me do yet. That I'm lokoing forward to. Everything feels clean and clear and so zen. At least for a bit.
I'm seriously resisting the urge to "over-resolve", which I tend to do each and every year. Leaves me plenty of opportunity to let myself down over and over and over again and again and again. The pressure!
This january I'm just not letting myself go anywhere near there. Trenches have been dug, walls have been errected around all things lending themselves even remotely to list making. (except of thegrocery variety...need that.) I'm endeavoring to appreciate the prospects of a beginning and the opportunity to see what makes itself manifest. Let things go in their own direction. Capice?
It's about holding the potential of the year open instead of stuffing it full of free weights, new spending plans, and attempts to single-handedly save the world by switching to compact fluorescents and biking my errands. Maybe what I really need isn't even on my radar and *gasp* doesn't involve detailed schedules and constant vigilance. So, literally I sit in my few sporadic seconds of peace and silence and hold the space of this year open before me. Connecting out. Connecting in. Breathe.
The not-so-silent times I'm filling with mojo. I'm shifting the energy of our days by playing "Mantras of Prayer" all the time. Soft guitar. Ardas. Siri Mantra. Guru Mantra. SIGH. So nice. It's helping. So is more tea. Any kind, any flavor, just a nice warm cup to sip from here and there.
It's open, and it's shifting. Here we go...not where I thought I was when I started this, but we're moving none-the-less.
Finally stepping out of the holiday season leaves me feeling DRAINED. I think it has something to do with the void left after the constant go, go, go, go mental list thrashing through my brain that is December. It's kind of like an emotional taking down of the of teh ornaments, which my children won't let me do yet. That I'm lokoing forward to. Everything feels clean and clear and so zen. At least for a bit.
I'm seriously resisting the urge to "over-resolve", which I tend to do each and every year. Leaves me plenty of opportunity to let myself down over and over and over again and again and again. The pressure!
This january I'm just not letting myself go anywhere near there. Trenches have been dug, walls have been errected around all things lending themselves even remotely to list making. (except of thegrocery variety...need that.) I'm endeavoring to appreciate the prospects of a beginning and the opportunity to see what makes itself manifest. Let things go in their own direction. Capice?
It's about holding the potential of the year open instead of stuffing it full of free weights, new spending plans, and attempts to single-handedly save the world by switching to compact fluorescents and biking my errands. Maybe what I really need isn't even on my radar and *gasp* doesn't involve detailed schedules and constant vigilance. So, literally I sit in my few sporadic seconds of peace and silence and hold the space of this year open before me. Connecting out. Connecting in. Breathe.
The not-so-silent times I'm filling with mojo. I'm shifting the energy of our days by playing "Mantras of Prayer" all the time. Soft guitar. Ardas. Siri Mantra. Guru Mantra. SIGH. So nice. It's helping. So is more tea. Any kind, any flavor, just a nice warm cup to sip from here and there.
It's open, and it's shifting. Here we go...not where I thought I was when I started this, but we're moving none-the-less.
posted by Dawn at 2:44 PM
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