Happy new year, dear friends! Today I am re-posting an updated version of a Honeybee classic – the new year’s flip. Wishing you all a joyful, thriving year to come.

Like many people, my new year reflections used to be full of “should’ves”. I would reflect on prior resolutions, and end up focusing solely on the things left over – work un-done, trips un-taken, fitness goals un-attained.

Then, a few years ago, I tried flipping this process around. I spent an hour reviewing my calendar from the past twelve months, noting all of the things I was glad to have done. Some entries – family reunions, long-anticipated vacations, big professional events – naturally were already top of mind. But what surprised me were the smaller moments that jumped out – afternoon tea with a long-lost friend, a great movie during a rained-out holiday, a blank space on the calendar that was actually filled with a blissful autumn hike. Even more surprising were the vital elements of the year that did not really meet the definition of “highlights” – challenges that were unplanned and often unwelcome, the ones that required hard work, or deep reflection, or active presence.

After reviewing all of these aspects, the list of un-dones that used to loom so large naturally shrank into its proper proportion. And when I turned to the fresh new calendar for the coming year, instead of stuffing every single day to the brim with pre-commitments, I intentionally tried to leave a bit more space for that tea, or movie, or hike, or time with a thorny problem and my own thoughts and feelings 

Dear friends, I wish you a spacious year, with room for all the fullness of life.

And now we welcome the new year,

full of things that have never been.
— RM Rilke

Dear friends, as we near the end of the year, the concept of liminality is on my mind. I’m reposting a streamlined & revised version of a reflection from 2020 here, as it is echoing for me now.

One of my favorite words from divinity school is “liminality” – it’s a description of the betwixt-and-between, the neither-here-nor-there. The gap between life and death is liminal space. The pause before the chorus Good Vibrations is a liminal space. The end of a calendar year, or a season of life, is a liminal space.

There are just three rules to this in-between-ness, as far as I can tell.

First, we’re not allowed to stay. By definition, liminal spaces are not permanent.

Second, we can’t go backwards. Only through.

Third, in the liminality, edges are blurred, and boundaries are stretched.

Impossible things become possible.

What could be?

Dear ones, today marks the solstice.

May knowing the darkness

help us celebrate the light.

Brighter and brighter from here.

To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.

     – Wendell Berry 

As we zoom towards year end I’ve been cleaning up around the office, which makes some things stand out with new sparkle. 

This tiny plant stake that says “I’m rooting for you” might be just a cute garden pun, except that it comes from a colleague who actually IS rooting for me, through the easy times and the tougher ones alike. What a huge gift to know those few precious people who have our backs, who see the best in us, who lighten our loads and brighten our spirits.

Dear ones, may we be cheered on in our endeavors.

May we root wholeheartedly for others,

through sunshine and storms.