Wolfsong — journalling
It's NaNoWriMo season, and that means I'm somewhere in the thick of drafting another novel. This post was meant to have been done back in October before drafting began, but as you now know, life blew up on me, as it is wont to do, and set me behind schedule.
You've mapped out where you want to be, and how you want to get there. You've even incentivized your goal with a map of rewards for meeting milestones along the way. And now... My dear reader... You're going to take that map and absorb it into every cell of your body and take deliberate action on your goals, through intentions.
Spring flows into summer, which turns into autumn, which, in turn, tumbles into winter. And winter, inevitably, in its own time, cycles back to spring.
As the Earth spins, invariably changing outer seasons, so too, do we as humans grow, change, develop and flow through inner seasons. This is where I am now. Standing on the cusp of a change in seasons in my own life and career.