Week 5: Birthing

Birthing the new year.
  My mother's death.
     New beginnings for myself.

What doors will I open this year?
Which ones will I peek through and slam shut? Which ones open with joy?

Where will they take me, with trepidation, fear, excitement, wonder?

What new thing is coming? What is coming around again?

Week Three: Preparing a Space

For me this week, the struggle is for both space and time. I've worked 7 days out of the past 8, and have one more to go before leaving Milo & heading north for Christmas with family.. And I face 6 more days of work after I return to Atlanta on Christmas Day.

The tools I know are taking some time in the morning (when I can get out of bed early enough) to do some journaling, some meditation, and, if I'm lucky, some drawing or some yoga. Sometimes a walk at work helps.

And some days, I just stumble through as best I can. Some days I want to scream, who is making space for me? Who is preparing my way?