"Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth,
for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire:
it is the time for home." Edith Sitwell
The first day of the year is one of contemplation for me. I love to sit in front of the fireplace and feel its warm glow upon my face. The lights are turned out, but each candle has been lighted with deliberate intention. I have hot tea, scones, and plenty of water by my side. Then there is my journal, pen, and a book for inspiration. I write for a while, read a bit, and then nap waking to record my dream. This is how I begin the New Year.
I begin to focus on my human, yet spiritual existence. I briefly glance over the past year, only to take notice of how I have changed. I give consideration to the forth coming months, but leave the unfolding to the Universe. My awareness is heavily placed on this particular day, upon this exact fleeting moment. I allow my physical to drift away and encourage my visions to expand with wisdom.
I seek connection with all that is holy, and to experience bliss without fully understanding. I melt into the greatness of all peoples, all living things, and precious aspects of life, blending into the light energy that manifests this world. This brings me to where I best belong, but know my return will be forthcoming, carrying more light for this world.
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