What sort of year is this?

It seems like it’s a root year this year my friend.

What is this you might ask?

I read recently about root years. The years where all the work is happening behind the scenes.

No grand razzle dazzle action but when the deeper work is happening. No accolades, not just coasting along, but the dirty deep work. I think you get the drift.

For me it’s a hunkering down. Just as you would imagine a hibernation. Stay inwards and stay true to the calling.

It’s a year I’ve committed to studying yoga. For someone my age I’m allowing myself to follow a passion that was never right for me before. Too busy, not flexible or fit enough, what would I do with it.

To do it for the love of it and to help my health.

For someone who’s tried a lot of things, learnt a lot of things to help with persistent health issues I’m giving this time.

Avoiding distractions; to go away, to travel, to start something else new.

So the intensity is happening below in the dark, the prime conditions for germination and growth.

What have you to show me I say? How long can this go on?

But I feel it in my bones. That now is not the time to see. Now is the time to trust.