Winter: The Time for Comfort

Hello friend, and Happy New Year! I so hope your holiday season was merry and bright. It's January now and winter is in full swing. I am hunkering down and enjoying this season of slow. Winter is for turning inward. For focusing on the roots we put down rather than the flowers that we bloom. Winter is not a season of abundance. It is a season of barrenness. In nature, and usually in business too. It's a season that doesn’t really look like much from the outside, but yet, somehow it sustains us. Through the dark. Through the cold. Through the mundane.

Soon it will be time for us to grow again, to bloom again, but not now. Not now, my friend.

May we listen to the yearning of our souls this season— the pull to slow down, to reflect, to contemplate. I'm choosing to mimic nature this season, adopting a quieter rhythm that allows for a full embrace of winter, rather than frantically wishing it away as I normally do.

In the winter I find myself giving greater devotion to the smaller things. The comfort of wool socks and sweaters. The kettle on the stove that endlessly beckons me to make another cup of tea...and another...and another. The squirrels and the birds that come to visit (today a woodpecker was pecking away in my kitchen window box and it was such a delight to see!) And the nights that come early and pair well with a warm and hearty bowl of soup.

 May we not rush this season by.