May
you go places where the networks are weak,
and
time’s marked with birdsong, there’s no need to speak,
the
ocean whispers its secrets in your ears.
May
you listen and fathom better this year.
Where
the lanes vanish a few paces in,
the
sands are knee deep and the foot traffic’s thin
and
unknown lizard tracks rush off somewhere
pursued
by predators. May you walk there.
Where
the grasses are tall and the trees are high,
the
fragrance of earth billows in the sky,
wildflowers
bloom like fireworks in the air.
May
your footsteps enhance the peace over there.
May
you go places where the signals aren’t clear,
experience
a deeper, full body year.
The year has certainly started with a bang, everything already spiralling out of control, breathless at the avalanche of changes. I've been thinking about what I want to do with the blog, if I should go back to my original practice of posting weekly. But nearly two weeks in, that idea doesn't seem all that great, right? :) So sticking to the fortnightly routine for the near future. Less is more. Taking it one step at a time and keeping it as positive as I can. That's the non-resolution for 2026.
I hope your January is going well and you are already experiencing a full body month.
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