As we get closer to the end of the calendar year, I am conscious of what I’m taking on, wrapping up, or casting away.
Time will pass either way. Calendars change, seasons move on, birthdays come and go. Yes, the marking of time can feel arbitrary in some ways.
Yet it’s hard to deny that there isn’t some kind of energetic shift that takes place when a new year begins.
We make resolutions, and set intentions. We think of what might be possible, and how life might be different.
A change in time feels like a line being drawn in the sand between the past and the future. It’s an opportunity to leave things in the distance, and to move towards new experiences.
As the year winds down, I start to clear things out: Old papers get shredded, books and clothes get put into a donation pile.
And I also become even more conscious of what I’m saying yes and no to. I like things to be finished and closed off at the end of the year so that I have a clear head, and a clear...