Isn’t this a fabulous medieval rabbit image? It always delights me when I remember to say Rabbit Rabbit first thing on the first day of the month. It seems so remarkably silly I can’t help but laugh, and truly, is there a better way to start a month?
Yesterday I wrote a goodbye letter to January. A note of gratitude and a way of putting things in some sort of order as I closed out the month.
It was a fun way to conclude a month which was filled with letter writing. But the poetic license I used in claiming January delivered those things to me doesn’t really match how I think about things or the beliefs I operate under. I think we’re all creative geniuses and it behooves us (don’t you LOVE that word!) to claim our power in creating our lives.
I think everything that shows up is fair fodder for consideration – does this light my heart up? Would I like to lean more in this direction? Or do I want to lean away from this as non-preferred? What do I want to invite into my life? What do I want to close the door on? How do I want to show up?
It’s a nuanced and very wonderful dance in my opinion. And one that requires balancing continual willingness to explore and expand, to refine and concentrate; to fling open doors but move through them with awareness, not pushing our energy too far out ahead of our actual position, nor keeping our heads turned around to the past and ignoring what is ahead.
I like inviting in energies and see how we play together. I think in essence that’s what we do when we select a word for the year – we say I’m open to standing in this energy and seeing how it shows up in every aspect of my life, and no doubt there will be some surprises and how fabulous is that? Because we really are here for the surprises, the twists, the unexpected opportunities to know ourselves in new ways that we can’t fathom with our plans, our routines, our desire to control to the nth degree.
I’m declaring this month a month of Self-Compassion and Love-Fueled Action. Doesn’t that sound juicy and wonderful?
I can’t think of a kinder way to treat yourself than with boundless self-compassion. If I hold true, and I do, that I’m a divine being of love and light and wholeness, than how can I not be compassionate towards this focused part of myself living this life that offers me so many opportunities to forget my wholeness?
And I most certainly want to live a life that is fueled with action rooted in love.
So that’s what I’m inviting into my month. And I can’t wait to see what wonderful, and likely surprising, co-creations fill my days. The word I’ve chosen as my guiding star for 2015 is Magic, so I’m definitely turning my antenna in that direction. Bring on the sparkles and the astonishments and the pinch-me-can-this-be-happening fabulousity of magic and let’s see if I can stay on my feet dancing. And no worries if I fall – there’s always the self-compassion to swaddle myself in. And given the blizzard we’re experiencing and the 18 inches of snow on the ground, I think I’ll be making snow angels when I land.
What about you? Have you got plans for February? What are you invoking? How are you going to hone your shininess and clip away what isn’t truly you? Do tell – you know I love to hear.