Honor the Ending – The journey of a year is drawing to a close. Honor the lessons you’ve learned, and the people who helped you learn them. Honor the journey your soul mapped out for you. Trust all the places you’ve been.
Honor the Beginning – Beginnings hold the promise of new lessons to be learned, new territory to be explored, and old lessons to be recalled, practiced, and appreciated. Beginnings hold ambiguity, promise, fear, and hope.
Melody Beattie – Journey to the Heart
2016 has come to a close and 2017 has dawned with a full on blizzard. It feels good to be hunkered down with a cup of hot coffee in a quiet house with nowhere to be, the perfect opportunity to reflect and think, to honor the ending and the beginning.
The 2016 journey has never been boring, it was full of insight and brought a focused energy to the new year. Laughter, tears, hope and faith lived together in the perfect harmony they were meant to have. My family, friends, coworkers, students, furry companions, community and our nation taught me infinite lessons. Through the beauty of compassion, generosity, and forgiveness and through the uglier sides of anger, bitterness, and pride the lessons came and I am a better human for all of them.
I look forward to this up and coming year, the unfamiliar territory ahead contains both excitement and healthy fear.
Tiny House 2017
My tiny house model sits on a top bookshelf in direct view of my favorite seat. I look and look and look at that future life I wish to live and the model allows me to walk through the space whenever I desire. I had an electric moment this week when I realized that the floor plan is WRONG, that is not how I move through my life. I recognized this because I’ve been paying close attention to my rhythms and movement at home. By taking a moment to acknowledge the fact that I really only use a couple of feet of counter space to prepare the meals I love to cook, or that I appreciate a cozy place to nap, read or watch people build tiny houses on YouTube.
My current plans are beautiful, and the house has the vibe I like, but it is not my house. So I started all over, better prepared to incorporate design that is going to be perfect for me. I am breaking free of the “resale” mentality and embracing the process of creating the house that will truly house me. This will be one of many lessons in resiliency in taking a step back to make better forward progress.
The snow continues and the wind is strong, creating new blizzards with each gust. I am out in the storm, along with an old woman bundled and walking a dog and some kids squealing down the street. You either deeply resent this cold season or you love it … I love it. Many years ago I stood at the top of the Northwoods Express (elevation 11,500) on Vail Mountain. We had caught the last chair before they shut down the lift due to the wind and heavy snow. I happened to be perfectly dressed that day, my hands were warm, my feet were dry, my goggles were clear and my body felt good. It allowed me to revel in the power of the storm while whooping and hollering as we had the ski hill to ourselves with fresh Colorado powder falling fast.
On this first day of 2017 as the Idaho snow envelops me I feel that same awe and excitement of being in the storm … honoring the beginning.
May you all rock your 2017!