I woke up yesterday morning, opened my computer to write the weekly message and realized I had nothing to say. I opened Mailchimp anyway, but couldn’t access my account.
The Universe has it own ways of speaking to you.
Friday, I announced to the Continuous Practice group that I am ending the program. We were coming up on our sabbatical year, and I had the thought that we could focus our practice on rest. But when I mentioned it to my rabbi husband, he shared a commentary on sabbatical as an invitation to let things go. I resisted for a few weeks, even though I knew what I needed to do. I’ve known it for a while. No one likes to say goodbye to what’s dear to their heart.
What I love about this time of year is the quiet.
If you stay away from the mall and the grocery store, you can feel the planet winding down deep in your bones.
Hibernation, going within, is a key aspect of the creative process.
If you must, think of it as productive rest. But if you can truly surrender to the season, if you can allow yourself to let go and step into the unknown, Something magical might arise — in your mind, in your life, and in your writing.
I send you my love and best wishes for the season.