"Angel's Crossing: A January Shift in Frost and Fire"
Angel died this morning, the sixth of January, the year twenty thousand and twenty five in the seven o'clock hour. Yesterday I knew, all the signs had come to pass and 10:10 reset code presented itself many times over. I felt the shift yesterday. There was a great crossing over. The guard is changing, the archetype is transcending, the Cosmic Intelligence integrated. Tears of joy ran down my face, a relief came over me, and the knowing that we made it. All the hard work has manifested in our expression. We have arrived. Today is going to be an important date in my history. In our history. The changing of power, the upgrade.
Strong winds from the north came in last night, a deadly blizzard in some areas. I had been preparing for days, adding heavier drapes over windows, getting provisions and preparing for this shift. Last night I plugged in the heated blanket that Derek and I got for Christmas from his mom. I had covered all the windows and doors, pulled out the heater and made a sleep space next to Angel in his chair. We are next to my beautiful, new bauble tree. I decided to pack away the Glam Collection, and create a new collection for January. I decided to artistically explore what January means to me. Today I am going to be working on graphics for expressions of January. Which is why I pulled out my laptop and decided to "get back to work."
My January Tree is becoming more beautiful than I even imagined. Each ornament picked out, each bauble hand designed by me. The colors are snowflake white and a spectrum of frosty blues. The theme is the breath of winter. The smell of winter, the chill, the frozen ground. This morning when I went out to feed the birds and squirrels, the ground was hard and crunchy under my feet. The air is sharp and cold, but filled with the smell of burning firewood. With the smell of pine and mint in the air. This is winter. This is January.
A week into the new year and I still haven't created my schedule or task list. To be fair, I have been distracted with all that has been going on around me. My dying Angel, preparing for the winter storm, creating baubles and getting through. I had been sick since Christmas and had finally started feeling some relief. I had also been preparing for this coming storm. Last night as I laid beneath my beautiful January Bauble Tree, in complete peace knowing it was all done. Everything has began to unfurl in this New Year. Mourning, we all step forward into our new posts in this new world.
