I woke up a few mornings ago, sweating and racked with anxiety. I had been having bad dreams. Different dreams all night long that all had a common connecting factor. They were laced with the emotion of fear. Fear of losing the people I loved. Fear of not stepping up in my career and fulfilling my true purpose. Fear of physical harm coming to myself in a variety of forms. Dream after dream had hit me via my unconscious mind and I had woken up feeling like I had been beaten with clubs all night, rather than the truth, which was that I had been sleeping in a soft king size bed with my loving partner in a plush Florida hotel room.
We have reached the end of the 2013 chapter.
The final words have been spoken and the last sentence written. Perhaps you feel relief that you have ‘made it through another one’ largely intact. Perhaps you feel joy as you look back over a year full of love, connection and accomplishments. Or maybe in retrospect, you barely had time to draw breath as the days, weeks and months flew past and left you remarking to friends and loved ones ‘How is it Christmas already’?