Vision – a big word. It may be golden, round, and perfect. Perhaps that feels overwhelming. And yet within it lies a quiet sense of what could be. Just as Christmas carries a vision of peace, love, and hope.
Visions begin in small places. In mindfulness and gratitude for the scent of a fir tree, the crackling of a fire, a snowflake melting on your tongue, fresh wind on your face, encounters that make the heart feel warm, calm, and peaceful.
May the coming year give you the strength to follow your own visions – step by step. May the invisible take shape for you, and may the possible move a little closer.
