Light Mail                                                                                           December 20^th, 2008

Best of the season.

This has not been a year of regular writing.  It has been a year of monumental change and growth.  It has been a year of inner searching and personal challenges and it has certainly been a year of unfolding dreams and visions.  This year has been a year of planting seeds and preparing the way for a rich and bountiful harvest.

One of the greatest challenges with planting seeds, for me, is that as much as I would like to plant everything I only ever have enough room to plant a certain number and variety.  So this year I planted seeds for the Okanagan Centre and in my crop rotation I let certain other activities go fallow. 

This is a very healthy way of looking at the things we let go of within our lives.  Those things of value for me must be acknowledged even when I do not have the space for them at any given time.  Lightmail weekly writings has been one of those things that has been largely put aside.  I have allowed myself the gift of fallowing my consciousness.  I have been allowing a deepening of my desires and a broadening of my abilities.  I have put priorities upon my time that have allowed me to write only when inspiration can deliver my words in a determined time span.  My desire is that I grow in focus and effectiveness with my writing time.

Those in the ‘know’ say that successful people are always busy.  In my experience so are unsuccessful people who think they are busy.  It comes down to being a matter of the time we waste wondering whether what we are doing is right and perfect.  I am finding that if I care to complete a writing I must just do it.  I must let go of my need for perfection and trust my intention to deliver the perfect desires of my heart.

Tomorrow evening the Okanagan Centre will be holding its biggest annual service; our Candle Lighting Service.  This is an opportunity to shed the mysticism and pageantry of the mid winter rituals of a religious world and deliver a pure of a message of love, joy and transformation in an ambiance of sacredness.  It is a big event and as it grows, like everything has this year, I find I must lay aside personal control of all the details.  This has been a hard thing to do and simultaneously freeing experience for myself and the Centre.  What has become eminently clear to me is that I’m not all that adept at dealing with all those details anyway and the world is better off with me turning them over.  Again a very liberating realization.