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Today I find myself in The Waiting Place; that pause between what has been and what is to come. Christmas overload has ended and the New Year is still patiently waiting its entry into the world. I reflect on what I have and have not done over the past 365 days and what I hope to make manifest with the birth of a new year. But there is a prevalent calm here in the waiting place. I have the promise of something exciting to look forward to, yet no expectation that I must act upon that promise just yet. I am waiting in pregnant stillness, like a runner at the starting line. Will this year’s race be for endurance or a flat-out sprint? I don’t know yet, only that I can and will run when it’s time.
While in the waiting place, I am keeping busy. We are building legos and resting, taking things at our own pace. I am resurrecting half-done projects (like the one above), hoping I can start the new year with a clean-ish slate. In a couple more days the time for action will arrive. I will make my lists, start my planning, and begin my journey down the road that will be 2016. Until then I wait. And that’s just fine with me.
A time to pause and breathe, simply, yes. This feels so good! Enjoy this time of replenishment, of getting ready for what’s to come. With my best wishes for the New Year: may it be filled with joy, health, love, and wonderful surprises!
Thank you so much Josiane!! And a most joyous New Year to you too!