Where I Best Belong

"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.