In the beginning was the Word…declares the Gospel of John, but it never says exactly what word that might be. It’s as hard to imagine a single word that would launch creation as it is to picture the Big Bang, in which Nothing exploded into Something. Such is the nature of beginnings.
What single word evokes the sense or experience of a new beginning for you?
“But now that so much is changing, isn’t it time for us to change? Couldn’t we try to gradually develop and slowly take upon ourselves, little by little, our part in the great task of love?”
―Rainer Maria Rilke
What little bit will you do today to take your part in the great task of love?
A rose in summer is a symbol of abundance, an extravagance of color and scent that calls to people and bees alike. But a rose in winter is a very different thing, stripped down to thorns and the remainder of flowers that bear the seeds of a new generation.
In a time of loss, what have you found that remained to you?
The sensible way to encounter cold water is fully suited up, prepared for the harsh element. Or you could just plunge in with glee and go for the gusto.
Do you prefer to encounter new situations with as much preparation as possible, or do you like to just jump in and see what happens?
Beginnings are always messy.
―John Galsworthy
What messy place in your life is incubating new beginnings?
