These January days are bittersweet. I am so awed by their snowy beauty that, at times, I think my heart will burst from my attempt to absorb the peacefulness of it all! Then, there is the unsettling restlessness that accompanies the unpredictable interruptions in all that--the forever memory of broken hearts in winter. I do not immerse myself, indefinitely, in this sadness but I do think it's important to acknowledge when it occurs and even to invite it in, so to speak, and to take the time to honor (what I call) the nudge. In this case, the nudge is to take an opportunity to "be" rather than "do."
As I already mentioned, it is never a good idea to become immersed, indefinitely, and that is not always easily avoidable. It takes a certain amount of strength and practice. Or should I say practice and strength? Probably the latter, since strength is more likely to be the outcome of practice, rather than the other way around, I believe. (It would seem, therefore, that we must begin a practice, based on faith, since we can only know the result through hindsight. But that's a whole other topic.)
To be continued. . .
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