Winter Builds Resistance
Dec 20, 2022
I was born in winter. Cold. Last year, I celebrated shivering in a parklet outside a new restaurant I was yearning to experience. We huddled with friends and blankets. The winter’s breeze anointed us, forcing a new aliveness within me.
We ate mindfully, traded stories, and acknowledged the community of our friendships.
Winter’s mystery brings up certain permissions for me:
- It’s okay to eat comfort food because it provides a shield of warmth.
- I welcome the rains, even take walks outside to let the drops soothe my skin.
- Write deeper, longer passages in my morning pages.
- Read more books.
- Dive into those dark parts that may need attention.
I welcome winter. It gives me a chance to recalibrate, starting with the last week of December. This is my “whatever week.” Maybe work, maybe not; maybe see friends, or not. Mostly retreat within, do some soul-searching, maybe some planning (but maybe not).
In all, my goal is to be present, to be in the space so my true north can surface, wherever, whenever.
How about you?