Cleaned out everythings

I have spent the last few days in catch-up and clean-out mode. Emails, reading articles, open tabs on my browser. 

Time to think. Time to clean. Time to integrate.

Cherished time. 

There is so much richness in this expanse of spaciousness. To move, in an unstructured but structured way, through piles of things and messages. 

To read without rushing. To absorb. Write. Question. Follow threads. Reply.

A world of creativity is bursting through. All the pieces not quite there, but I feel them forming. 

This is emergence. Which, of course, is constant. But we rarely give emergence its spacious intentionality.

It is privileged time. I do not take it for granted. There is the joy that comes when order is found in the chaos, and the turning of the year begins with cleaned out everythings.

Photo Taken December 28th 2024, Article written December 28th 2024