I’ve started a new morning routine. Setting the alarm 15 minutes earlier, I sit in front of my altar, light a candle, say good morning to spirit with a short meditation and pull an oracle card for my day.
Today’s card: Peaks of Joy
Ummm, really? As I struggled to shake off sleep and sat thinking about my day, joy felt very far away. I began digging into a story that’s on repeat lately about the ways I fall short. A voice inside my head piped up: Stay open. Joy just might surprise you. (This same voice says things like, How dare you? when I start to criticize my body, or You’re perfectly okay when I tell myself I’m falling apart. It’s got a strong opinion, this voice, and it calls me out whenever I’m playing small.)
As I repeated the words softly to myself I could feel my body relax, tightness softening into expansion. Okay, I said to the voice, I’ll stay open.
Open is my word for this month anyway – new moon to new moon. Now it’s my mantra for the week. Stay open. Open. Open to…
It feels like a big yes to the universe – an invitation to disarm defenses and poke holes in walls. Even if joy doesn’t come often, open is a gentler way to move through my week than closed.
What do you need to open to this week? Joy? Love? Anger or grief? Let that wise voice inside of you speak. (I’m quite sure it has something to say).