When There's No Answer
-Ripening: Awaiting Breathe-
“I live in the paradise of my own creation.”
― Louise Hay
Materials- wool, leather cording, found stick and porcupine quills.
Here we are, just footsteps from the year 2022. I hope that your holiday season has been filled with health, laughter and peace!
It's a wintery wonderland in my area. When the first snow arrived I was over-joyed. The snow cover brings me a great sense of peace. Even though I still struggle with the lessening light, I find that the snow lights up my evening walks - my favorite part of my day. I love listening to the snow and ice crunch underneath my feet, pausing to search for what is stirring in the woods, and looking up to the night sky. These winter evenings are when the veil feels quite thin for me. I feel deeply connected to the spirit and life within everything around me. The roots and lessons of the ancients and of my lineages are potent; they feel alive and tangible. There's a certain quality of mystery in the oxygen I breathe, yet there's nothing that needs to be solved in this mystery for me. It's a lesson for me of being okay with dancing in the question, living in the question, and knowing that there are moments, times, days, years, chapters, lifetimes where an answer isn't needed.
Last week my Council of Elders whispered to me, "remind me of who I am, welcome change with open arms, not crossed." The winter has become a time for me to be reminded of who I am, of who my peoples were and are within me. What does this season offer you? What can it offer you if you dance in the question and do not seek the answer? I'd love to hear from you! Drop me an email.
Wishing you moments of gentle reflection as we approach a new year!
Much love to you and your spirit,
Sara
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