New Year, New Website, Same Me
Happy January, my lovely group of newsletter recipients!
It’s winter, it’s a new year, AND it’s quarterly newsletter time. My one major announcement is this: I FINALLY have a new website to share with you. It is a work-in-progress but it’s ready (enough) for public consumption so…check it out!
Brief Updates: I have some openings for new clients, especially individuals who are interested in IFS or Reiki-integrated psychotherapy. Also, I am excited to announce that I am offering another round of Mindfulness Meditation for Beginners classes! The six-week sessions start in January and will be online (because COVID), with hope of returning to in-person in the Spring. The class description can be found in my events page, and the flyer is below.
I love supporting people in developing a mindfulness practice (I wrote about this in my last newsletter) and I am just starting to get the word out soooo…..If you are interested or if you are thinking of anyone you know who may be interested I would love to hear from you/them!
On that note, you are receiving this email because at one point in time you expressed interest in getting updates/announcements from me. If that interest hasn’t changed, fantastic! If it has, please know you have the option to unsubscribe (at the bottom of this newsletter).
Lastly, I’m reviving the poetic inspiration section of my newsletter with this one below. It is a favorite of mine, especially these days. It so resonates with the weary, heavy-hearted parts of me as well as the persevering, hopeful ones.
Be well and take good care,
Kira
For One Who Is Exhausted, a Blessing
John O’Donohue
When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless, increasing weight.
The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before
Now become laborsome events of will.
Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,
Dragging down every bone.
The tide you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.
Something within you has closed down;
And you cannot push yourself back to life.
You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.
There is nothing else to do now but rest
And patiently learn to receive the self
You have forsaken in the race of days.
At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.
You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.
Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.
Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.
Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.
Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.
Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the world.
Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned a new respect for your heart
And the joy that dwells far within slow time.
