Here’s a wee ritual I do come New Year. Thought I’d share.
I look to the past, the year that is gone. I look to myself within the course of that year, knowing what’s done is done. The high’s, the low’s, absolutely everything that version of me experienced, right down to the breath that ran through my lungs, energising my very cells. And I thank her for carrying me through, giving thanks to my lessons and loves. I see her standing there in all of her flaws and magnificence. And I let go of her hand. I. Let. Go.
I touch my face and my heart. I am here in the present. I listen to my breath. For in this moment, I am still. I am grateful for all I have and count my blessings. I gather my courage and embrace the light that envelops me. Warms me.
I turn to the door that lies ahead. Beyond it is the pathway to tomorrow. The journey of what will come to make up my life. I take a deep breath, merging completely with my surrounds, listening intently and drinking it all in.
A horse approaches. Whenever I see a horse I know that freedom awaits. I jump on and together we ride the pathway ahead. We gallop like the wind and I move in close as to not fall and place my head upon its strong neck. We release all tendrils of a past that no longer serves my soul or, in which fact, never did.
My spirit animal, the tiger ( for she is etched upon my back ) - but for you it could be anything or anyone - makes herself known. She sets me free of any energy that wants to keep me down, head bowed, brought to my knees. She is my guardian.
I go into the future knowing that I am safe, protected and by Goddess, powerful.
Trust that your future self will be there to support, strengthen and carry you. For they have lived, learned and loved longer than you.
Step forward into the rest of your life with bright eyes and an open heart. You made it. You are still here. What a bloody miracle.
You. Are. Still. Here.
A peaceful, prosperous and joyful adventure for you all in 2022.
With love from me to you. Xxx
By the way - I do this to music as it’s a balm for the soul is it not? This year it was to Outlander, Season 1, Volume 1, Dance of the Druids.
Pic via Michael Anfang and Ralph Mayhew
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