I spent this morning near the sea photographing a goddess who is rising her Queen. We sat on a blanket before I picked up my camera and did a wee tarot card reading. We spoke of gratitude, releasing, and taking ownership of our own shit.
What I am really wanting to bring into my life this year is to be grounded. To root into what's real. I
have heard myself say the same line out loud one too many times over the past
few years which is : Everything feels so up in the air right now.
I’ve been in a state of limbo for longer than I care to admit.
This statement pertains to many things, though most of it has to do with a physical moving of our home. A place which is literally up in the air like a tiny birdhouse perched above the city. A place which has sheltered us and holds our history. A place filled with memories, natural light and a million dollar view. A place with no insulation and zero water pressure. A place that has served us well and we are ready to release.
Inspirational metaphors often speak of soaring, flight, and leaping. In many ways I feel like the salmon swimming upstream by saying I want to climb down our perch and connect with the Earth for a bit to find my footing.
Flying is fabulous and important, but I read something the other day that said, By all means go out on a limb, just make sure it's attached to a trunk. I’m working with two concepts currently which is to root and to rise.
To truly rise is to know where you first root. From trunk to limb. To be able to bend in the wind and allow your branches to dance wildly in the breeze is to trust that your trunk won’t uproot easily, it’s grounded into Earth, solid and supported in that space.
My goal is to be completely rooted in what I stand for and what I believe in that I won't be uprooted when my why is challenged by external sources.
I am rooting deeply into gratitude for the whole of my life: the experiences that have led me to this point, for all that is, and for all that I am actively building.
My guding word for 2013 is Land.
The literal being about physically getting onto some land in the form of our own home. One with a foundation and surrounded by earth and soil to plant a vegetable and herb garden and run around barefoot.
Land to set up a tent for our girls to sleep under the stars.
Land for them to run, pick flowers, and collect dirt under their fingernails.
Land to build a fire pit to replace our television.
Land to invite friends and guests onto and into.
Land to share with some animals.
Land for us to stretch into, create, and grow as a family.
Land to sustain us, feed us, and ground us.
Land to rest, and retreat.
We’ve been up in the air long enough, it's time to come back down to the ground.
As I write this, the sweet home we own in Austin is being listed for sale. Releasing this home will be the key to us getting onto some land this year. It feels scary and bittersweet but we are ready to create the changes that need to be made and step into something new.
I am so connected and committed to my one big little word for 2013. It feels less lofty and more literal than some of my past words.
If you would, please share your word for 2013 along with how it came to you.