To anyone who reads this...may you receive blessings and love from this post. As I enter into this "new year", I have been pondering for days what my intentions might be, how life is unfolding me towards its transitioning into its next phase, and what
needs attending to as it transforms before my eyes.
I keep thinking of a friend who is a couple of years older than I, with trials that make me shiver, and when I saw her a month ago she said to me very peacefully "I love being old." Even how she
said it, very quietly and unexpectedly, was like a prayer. I have been thinking of it ever since, for I too love the passing of years, the changes that are slowing me down, though I sometimes resist them.
Here is what I already know for sure: letting
go of habitual doing, an excruciating struggle, opens space and silence. It leads to a deepening receptivity of presence and peace. It is a new way of opening a pathway for the presence of the Divine to manifest in this world; for the Source of all Light to
come through, while I become content to be, and to allow.