This time last year, I was gushing about a girl that I was (sorta) dating and trying (unsuccessfully) to impress upon her how deeply she affected me on a spiritual level. I claimed that I was transfigured by her mere presence.
This year, the transfiguration reading is cropping up for me again (and not just because I think it's an impressive word to throw around), and while my key relationship is still center-stage when I reflect on it's meaning in my life, (though this time around, with a much more significant other) the message this year is entirely different.
The message this year is to shut up. Anima Sola needs to listen. Really listen. Understand. Take a giant step back. Stop trying to fix things. Stop presuming you even know what needs fixing and that you're the person for the job. You're not. And that's ok.
It's not all about me. It's not all about me. It's not all about me.
Maybe it's not too late to be transfigured this year too.