I’ve decided to write about my Word Of The Year, a concept that I was inspired to take on by Christine Kane, on the first day of every month. Initially I chose the word Contentment. However, I felt that another word was a better match: Slow.
Slow could not be a better word to describe January. I spent every single day coughing or blowing my nose. I suffered a yoga injury. One of my major sources of income, pleasure and connection to my community ended. Mother Nature also had a lot of input. We’ve had more snow than ever. We’ve had school cancellations, delayed openings, and event after event rescheduled. Everything in my life felt as slow as molasses.
I felt the Universe wanted to make sure I was hearing this message. Through my blog, I “met” Catherine, a psychic. She gave me an I-Ching reading over the phone. It was so cool. My reading pointed to the word “stagnation” and “stillness.” Yeah, yeah Universe, I hear you even though I don’t necessarily like this message.
Catherine and I had a nice, long conversation about my desire to get published in a woman’s magazine and the fact that I have been searching and searching for a yoga teacher training program. Basically, Catherine, who is also an intuitive, told me to- wait for it- slow down. Take a deep breath. That this is the time to plant seeds, renew my strength and skills. I thoroughly enjoyed my reading and hearing Catherine’s insights and advice.
There have been other experiences that have said pretty much the same message. At my yoga class last week, the teacher spoke of struggle and forcing things to happen. “Isn’t it more peaceful’, she asked, “if we are open to receive?”
It struck a cord with me. I need to slow down. I need to open up and receive. Can I do it? I’m willing to be wiling.