Three months ago, on the occasion of the Winter Solstice, I revived this blog about being the light by inviting in the darkness. It was the darkest day of one of the darkest years on the planet that came in the midst of one of the most difficult times in my life. It seemed appropriate to start there in a season that encourages pulling in and dreaming deep. While the natural world comes into apparent stillness, there’s actually so much growth getting underway. I committed to myself to listen to my inner voice and create.
Everything began to pour out of me. Much of what I’ve posted was the process of making meaning of years of significant loss along with grieving and recreating. Some of the pieces were written during the time of upheaval as I worked to process my way through. Others moved through me spontaneously in the present—they just told themselves to me because it was time.
And now, symbolically, I reach the Vernal Equinox—equal parts of darkness and daylight. Its not unlike where I find myself today, accepting the darkness as an essential part of who I am and where I’ve been, but also letting the light in and knowing that the illumination will grow just a bit each day.
As the accounting of my grief journey catches up to present day, the story I will tell will begin to shift, though I’m not exactly sure where it will go. I’ve been guided by intuition—I’ve written because something in me just moved me to do so.
I do wonder, if you’ve been reading and finding some value here, what it is, specifically or conceptually that has especially resonated with you? I ask because I think it’s an important bit of information as I listen to where I might be heading next. You, you see, are part of the luminosity. ✨

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