Limbo, transitions, and the art of learning to wait.

It’s the last day of the year with a new beginning just around the bend.  It’s always such an interesting time, isn’t it, a strange zone of in-between when we wait for a brand new year to commence.

Honestly, I’m ready to say goodbye to 2017.  Between the passing of Louise Hay, and completing a “year of firsts” after the death of my father only to begin another with the death of our cat, Poupon, I’m ready for a bit of smooth sailing.  And yet I know better.

This past year has taught me an imp...