Meg Kissack
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Meg Kissack
The False Promise of Understanding Yourself
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In other words, it’s not a month of launching, it’s a month of ruminating. A month to hibernate, marinate, percolate.
Anna Brones • Make January an in-Between Month
‘We like to imagine that it's possible for life to be one eternal summer, and that we have uniquely failed to achieve that for ourselves, We dream of an equatorial habitat, forever close to the sun; an endless, unvarying high season. But life's not like that. Emotionally, we're prone to stifling summers and low, dark winters, to sudden drops in
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Vibe check...𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 👀
Amid these winter months, we are committed to getting cozy. 🧦🍵
Nourishing deeply, taking the time to rest, and tuning in with nature's cycles so we are prepared to blossom in the springtime. 🪻☀️
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instagram.com“Plants and animals don’t fight the winter; they don’t pretend it’s not happening and attempt to carry on living the same lives that they lived in the summer. They prepare. They adapt. They perform extraordinary acts of metamorphosis to get them through. Winter is a time of withdrawing from the world, maximising scant resources, carrying out acts
... See moreI’m convinced embracing a seasonal approach to your creativity can change everything, because it roots you to your own innate rhythms in a way our social media–fueled, busy-as-a-badge-of-honor culture does not.
Nicole Gulotta • Wild Words: Rituals, Routines, and Rhythms for Braving the Writer's Path
By creating eight moments in the year where I intentionally stop, look around me, connect with the living world and community and set intentions for the next six weeks, I hope to increase that feeling of adaptation. Not to “improve”, or to “become better”, but to actually simply be present, and synchronise my inner world to that of the outer... See more
Anneke • Living in cycles
Author Katherine May on the seasons of life:
“We are in the habit of imagining our lives to be linear, a long march from birth to death in which we mass our powers, only to surrender them again, all the while slowly losing our youthful beauty. This is a brutal untruth. Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and... See more
“We are in the habit of imagining our lives to be linear, a long march from birth to death in which we mass our powers, only to surrender them again, all the while slowly losing our youthful beauty. This is a brutal untruth. Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and... See more