I love this time – the in-between time, the time after all the gatherings and lights, the time before we swing back into the regular routines of the new year.
It is the crack between the worlds, the place where dreaming can unfold and then spiral into being quickly and quietly.
It is a place where, if we want them to, solitude and silence can surround us and the soul-hungers we have abandoned can find us once again.
It is a time to listen deeply, to stay with stillness open to the impulse to move from the deepest part of what we are.
See also the previous Wild Reed posts:
• In This Time of Liminal Space
• A Season of Listening
• Somewhere In-Between
• Dwelling in Peace
• The Light of This New Year’s Day
Image: Michael Bayly.
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