The birth of a new year leaves me reaching.   With the first month already written on the calendar in “things done and things accomplished,”  I look at this next month expectantly waiting to see how it will unfold.  I love the first cold months of the year.  With the cold comes reflection. Insight develops with the dry ground and naked trees. It’s almost as if my soul and spirit are crying out to be noticed in their true forms, without the “fluff” and pomp of all the clutter that goes on in springsummerfall.

I’ve been hibernating. Truly. I’ve had many texts, emails, calls asking “are you still blogging?”  “Where are you?”  “Is everything okay??”

And I can say that “yes, now, everything is wonderful.” 

I feel as if last year was a specific season….in all aspects of my life.  Not just my business (which is afterall, just that).  Even though my blog centers around that one aspect of my life, I have so very many things (as we all do) that pull.

And this pulling sometimes causes me to pause and say “hold on.”   I don’t want to be pulled.  I want to reach out and embrace willingly that which is truly important.

January is a time of refocusing.  Reprioritizing.  Remembering dreams.  Discovering new paths and new directions.  Decluttering not only my home and my spaces, but my soul, mind, body, and spirit.

Preparation for the new year.  A caterpillar enters and a butterfly emerges….something like that?