Little did I know when I signed up last year to hold the space for February 1st 2026 that it would be the day after my granddaughter was born.

And therefore, the plans that I had laid as to how to hold my sacred day, were cast into the Well.

And the day asked of me instead that I care for my daughter's twin sons, aged 2 years and 3 months, during and after the birth.

Anyone who has managed twins - especially very active boys - will know that it is not a task that takes place in silence and stillness.

And yet somehow, in the midst of holding the birth process for my daughter and her daughter, and caring for these two little chaps and all of their needs in a situation where they were wondering why their parents had suddenly vanished, I found a paralell awareness, in…

Whiteness

The landscape dressed in white

Calmness coming to ground

Awakening a feeling of standstill

A squirrel running

up and down the birch

I do love how when I am setting an intention for a day of deep listening dreams tend to come in with such sweet gems.  Last week when I was going to take myself out onto the land for guidance about tension in a women’s quest council of which I am part, in my dream I found a young African-American boy sitting in our council, looking up at his mother saying “why do these women seem to want to leave no stone unturned—it makes such a mess.  Can’t they just leave them be and enjoy their beauty!”  Well that young wise sage was in my dream again last night, this time picking up the stones!!!  But with such reverence.  It reminded me of that saying “when love is a verb and not just a feeling” the way he held and conversed with that stone!  That image echoed throughout my day.