Last night, in the long hour leading to midnight, the dog started growling low in her throat, and the cat started clawing the back of a blue chair. The wind picked up, the temperature rose, and it started to rain.
This morning, the first of the year, I awoke to bright blue skies, and a crisp winter sun slanting through the branches outside my window.
Some say the first 12 days of the year are the most important -- each one representing a different month to come, each offering us the chance to be intentional about the kind of person we hope to be during this next long journey around the Sun.
As you go forward with today's celebration; as you discuss your resolve with bright eyes and high hopes; I invite you to consider this lovely, life-changing perspective:
Every decision you make this year will come from either Love, or Fear.
Just two options. It's really that simple.
The reason it sometimes seems more complicated is that Fear loves to masquerade as other things, such as "being practical" and "realistic" and "safe." Its multiple disguises lend Fear's whispers the air of authority that, once accepted, cause us to unconsciously trample the tender green shoots of the dreams that are born of Love.
Of course, Fear is only trying to protect us from consequences both real and imagined. But importantly, as Marianne Williamson reminds us:
Our greatest Fear is not that we are inadequate -- it is that we are powerful beyond measure.
What if, just for the next 12 days, you made a habit of seeing through all of Fear's disguises, so you could recognize when it was in the driver's seat, and take back control of your life?
What would 2017 be like for you, if you made choices only from Love?
Sending you and yours all the best wishes for a glorious, expansive, love-filled 2017.