You’re now moving from November’s sacred space of gratitude into joyful expectations of new projects. New dreams. New beginnings.
So, how will you embrace December?
December is a gestation time.
Quiet walks with Mother Nature.
Quiet time writing Christmas or holiday cards.
Quiet hours of baking and “testing” your samples.
Quiet moments of brooding.
I am also feeling pregnant with dreams although I’ve never been physically pregnant. It was not to be on my life-path.
Perhaps you are also pregnant. Full of ideas, words, and hope.
So what names would you give these dreams that seek to be birthed?
I am happily birthing two writing retreats. You’re invited to join me in my Florida backyard at the Women’s Gulfport Writing Retreat, April 29-May 3, 2018. (Hurricane Irma’s arrival caused the rescheduling of this October retreat.)
Then, it’s off to Bali for my October birthday month! Please also save the date for the Bali Writer’s & Reader’s Retreat, October 18-28, 2018. A co-ed adventure, it coincides with the International Bali Writer’s Festival and four days of cultural workshops, film, and live music and arts.
With Daylight Savings Time, the days get darker waaaaay too early. Don’t you agree? I miss the lazy, lingering hours of summer’s light. Luckily, the constellations always bless Tampa Bay. They dazzle like rhinestones on a navy blue velvet dress. Mother Nature is indeed one talented seamstress.
There’s something very soul-soothing about trusting that the moon and stars will always show up.
Think about it. The stars appear every night regardless or what’s happened in the world. Nightly news never reports, “The stars came out (or didn’t come out) tonight!” Best of all, this light show costs nothing. No power bill ever arrives.
When I see the ancient December night sky, I am also reminded of a pregnant teenager.
Thousands of years ago, she traveled as a young girl nine months pregnant on a donkey under the stars. She and husband Joseph journeyed to an unknown and unwelcoming place to an uncertain destiny.
The stars remain in their places.
I see what she saw though we never met.
We meet in the sky this mother and me, an adopting mother.
We understand the state of being pregnant with desire.
What courage you expressed, Mary, to give birth.
May you fearlessly give birth to your December dreams!
Who knows, your dreams might change the world.
P.S. If you have a wee challenge birthing your creative projects, consider this unwrapped gift from me birthed last February:
5 Journal Adventures to Recharge Your Creativity: Writer’s Block Take a Vacay!
While it focuses on helping you release writer’s block, it applies to releasing any creative block.
Please let me know what journal adventure you enjoyed!