REFUELING CYCLE.
I'm noticing the cycle. October and November -- a time of vibrations. Elation... A pennacle of release. The holidays, then the gray new year.

As if my entire self dives, cocoons, drains itself to the ultimate point of devastion, then distraught and weary, refuels for a new beginning by the end of February. Three years... the cycle repeats. (as I recall... other years resemebled this pattern as well)

Lesson to Self: Don't Live the Cycle.
Today, amidst this annual refueling, my eyes seem to be squinting less at the light and more aware of any new possibilities before me. Nothing in particular... just a general sensation of this regeneration. Before this begins sounding like a foreshadow-happy character bit in a nameless film script, I've musn't lose focus on actually living each day. Don't live the cycle... just allow it.

As selfish as it may be... at this time of growth, continue loosen the reigns on those which share not a mutual measure of communication and sharing. Encourage those I may empede to do the same. Then, embrace the balance of creativity and communication with whomever I desire, if anyone at all.