Here we are on the eve of 2017. I love New Years Eve not for the hype but for the RITUAL. This day is about reflection.
What & who did I love and how hard? My family, the women in my greatlife design mastermind. Great mother earth & all her beings. My body .. thank you for taking the abuse. My besties.. shit, we got through a lot together.
What did I do well? Kept telling the truth, even when it hurt.
Honoured my space, my silence & the need for introversion & introspection. Managed this crazy family schedule like a fucking boss.. slayed that..
Where & Who did I help? You women know who you are without me identifying you.. but the best part, when I thought I was helping you …you took me to my depths & lifted the vail between my soul & this human existence. At your feet bowing with the humility of a saint.
How can I be more in contribution? Keep doing this, stay the course…stop thinking of giving up. Know why you do it and forget about results & strategy .. feel your way through this Sherrice.
Where did I find pleasure & how can I get more? The more I unmasked & got naked (literally & figuratively).. freedom reigned & I leaned more into my tantra in everything. Sexually.. went deeper with it all. Thank the goddess for the book Pussy, I think this will begin a new revolution for my coven. Write more.. dance more.. & yes drink that fantastic wine.
What moved me to tears? Siome, your growth, your presence and all you teach me. Women of my coven, my goddess I love you & sob with & for you and together we rise. My constant commitment to ‘surrender’ this year… CAREFUL when you choose that theme word. It will demand a shit ton more than you think.
What did I create & how can I recognize the art that is all around me? The most honest tribe of women ever, we made a ton of art with our bodies & souls. Get to nature every day & sweat. Leave it on the mountain to be nourished in body & soul. Write the book, paint the picture, cook the meal, dance the song, breathe through it all.
In what ways did my heart break? For this world, witnessing the pain of war, terrorism & what the fuck happened in the US. Fuck, my heart felt broke open the entire year. Fuck you cancer & drug abuse.. seriously stop.
How did I mend? Always mending, always. Thank you Jason, for being such a rock. Thank you coven for sobbing with me & being my witness.
Who was in witness of all my glory & all my pain? DrNorma Langedahl,Michele Shorter, Melissa K Harris, Angelina Alonso, Cara Filler, Shelly Kindred-Fawcett, Kendra Hewitt, Carolyne Taylor, Laura Harris, Alice Bracegirdle, Niecia Anne, Alexa Linton, Ally Pony, Liz Zdunich, Andrea Dershin, Kiva Schuler Leatherman..You saw all my sides and you are still here… my goddess thank you!
My yoga instructors Maria Filippone Yoga & Tracey Noseworthy, Katie Thacker, Natalie Wright, my massage therapist Macey Boudreau, my phenomenal acupuncturist Kails Woods, my body is so grateful to you for keeping me in it!
My awesome husband Jason & my spirit child, Siome what would I do without you? You remind me that I am whole yet together we make more!
What do I want to carry forward & what am I committed to letting go? All the lessons can stay…
But a middle finger and a fuck you to not listening to my intuition, saying yes to the old patterns that don’t work, online programs that promise well ‘anything’ & honestly everything my ego is attached to about myself.. let’s see how empty we can become.
Where did I do my best? With my tribe, with my kid.. with my practise .. kick as office reno. Loved hard & stood strong for what is right … stayed in the flow vs. seeking happiness.. felt all of it. Radical self-responsibility…
Where do I KNOW I cheated myself? I need to work harder on my marriage, I need to love more, I need to make more effort, I need to be more present, more open & kinder to this man that loves me. Keep giving from my heart.. but know when to ask for the cash. Trust myself always.. more than anyone else.
Ask for help, I thought I could do a lot by myself & I failed.. then other sentient beings came along & helped, they showed me they were genius & I need to honor that and stop being so shithead stubborn.
Who makes me better & who do I make better? Jason, Siome, my sisters…
How can I sit in my soul during the heaviness of all my humanness?
I’m trying, I’m doing the work, I’m listening.. keep tearing it apart, keep emptying, listen some more & be here right now with all of it… no desire for anything different.. Yoga teacher training in March.
How did my word of the year play out & what’s my new word? SURRENDER .. yes I did, to everything .. well it continues to play out.. what this word offered was an emptying, an allowance to let go , be unattached, and die to all I thought I was & created. It made space for a clearing away of what was not trugh & made room for the creativity that is gestating for 2017.
New word.. still working on it…
Also, I reflect on someone’s life I want to be big in…as in blow their mind through a silent gift or a big offering. What can I give away right now that would bring light to someone else’s space? I decide and I do it immediately.. the goal is to make someone’s New Years Eve sparkle… (Already DONE) this is my favourite…
This is just the tip of all I tear open on this day. I want to feel depth from a place of ease.
This life is my soul’s art!