I’ve been a naughty girl recently. I have fallen off schedule with my blog posts! :p This post was originally supposed to go live on the Solstice, but better late than never.
While my complacency and focus on holiday fun did not earn me coal in my stocking, it certainly did nothing to advance my literary aspirations or grow a potential audience. But I have become wise enough to know that sometimes we owe ourselves forgiveness and rest. All work and no play makes humans dull, after all. We must never lose the joy of life and living in the moment.
The holidays are behind us and the new year is upon us. Here on the East Coast we have nearly three months to move through before we see any evidence of Spring. I feel a strong connection to the earth and find great wisdom in its workings. Each season brings its own symbolic lessons with it. Winter’s lessons are those of adversity — of being tested by the cold, by scarcity, by difficulties that seem interminable. But, we also have the lessons of perseverance, of rebirth, and hope. Our days will gradually lengthen and, even though we are still very much in the “darkness”, we have the promise of summer that will eventually be realized. We will overcome the challenges this season brings and bask in summer’s abundant warmth again as we always do. In winter, we will rest and mine the possibilities nestled in our dreams. We will contemplate and chart a course to follow in the coming year and hopefully succeed at it. Things may look bleak or even dead on the surface, but life never ceases, energy is always circulating, expanding.
In my living room, the Christmas tree still stands lit and decorated. Trees have always been one of my favorite parts of the season of light. The evergreens have a lot to teach us. They are one of the few plants that retain their color and needles in winter. Winter does not strip these hardy trees naked. If anything, their beauty shines brighter beneath glistening snow. They stand tall and full, defiant in the face of biting coldness.
I feel like the writing journey is a little like an evergreen. Even in the darkest, coldest times, the urge, the talent is always there if we look deep enough. It is something that cannot easily be destroyed. Challenges can actually strengthen it in some aspects. If an idea is a valid one, it will remain “evergreen” — always there (or at least there for a long time), waiting for us to notice it, standing tall and proud in any season, distinguishing itself from a myriad other ideas that have fallen dormant and lost their allure or perished when critiqued or analyzed. Maybe every writer needs to look upon their path as an evergreen one, maybe we would all do well to cultivate the lessons of the evergreen.
I hope your holidays were wonderful ones and I wish you all the best in 2019! You’re probably wondering if I made any New Year’s resolutions. I have — but magical things should be kept secret lest they lose their potency and I certainly have some magical desires this year. 😉