Growth and Action

"Envision your dreams down through your hands and out into the world."

-The Book of Awakening

This morning the routine of school began again. It was a beautiful morning. An exciting morning without a lot of rush or fuss.

Families gathered. A beautiful poem was shared to kick off a year of new beginnings. Two kids followed their teacher in to school with heads held high.

I left the school feeling freedom and excitement. I felt open and ready. I came home to begin my new year.

I sat down and pulled out my daily reading and read about a grandmother telling her grandson to envision his dreams down through his hands and out into the world. The words were meant for this day. A day to set a course of action and growth. A day to take the dreams that were uncovered and see them move in the world.

Last year was a time to reflect, learn, dig deep, uncover, wait, take small steps, keep my eyes open, listen, feel, release. It was a time of work. It was a year of listening to myself and my desires. A time to find clarity and strength. A time to practice and evaluate.

And now I feel a shift. A readiness. A lightness and excitement about how life can be lived.

I am determined to continue forward with the values that are speaking to me. Keep them at the forefront as I start to walk in a new way. I am resisting the urge to fill my days up and call that "action." I am waiting for the action that speaks to me. The action that "feels right."

I know there will be bumps and restarts. I know that it will be hard to stand firm and brave. I know I will have to be gentle and forgiving when I take steps back. This is part of the territory of life- circling back to go forward. I will not judge those times so harshly. This year is about growth and action and when I am asked "what are you doing this year?" I might just respond that I am growing myself-does that explain it?

What words capture the goals you have for your new school year? Do you have a dream

that fills your head and is ready to be moved out into the world? Will you open your hands and set it free?

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