so instead of going into hibernation mode (read: an unconscious seasonal stupor) this winter, i'm going to try to stay present and really appreciate the gifts of this much-maligned time of year.
up until tuesday, this has pretty much been a breeze. the weather has been unusually sunny and almost warm. i went barefoot outside on new year's eve. my neighbors are still peddling bikes around our little downtown. i've worn a coat three times.
i want to indulge in winter's traditional sensory pleasures: fires, hot soups, wooly socks, writing love notes on windows with my finger, snowball fights. i want to get outside and see it and touch it and smell it.
i want to take full advantage of the spiritual jobs of winter: resting, reflecting, observing, planning, healing.
i want to embrace the winterness of it all.
