This year is the oldest it will ever be today. Who you have been this year is beloved. Who you will be is beloved. Thank yourself for being, and for doing the hard work of rest, reconciliation, and renewal. Notice everything. Your yeses and your noes, silent and otherwise. Be thankful. You have been embraced, this year, as never before. Please extend that embrace you have received to your innermost parts, and far beyond your self and your lifetime. Mourn, bless, release.
Say, again, thank you, for everything you have taken in to yourself-- all the wisdom and knowledge, all the friendship and care, all the wonder and awe. Bless it, call it by name, let it hold you.
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