A Winter Day

I hear the baby, London crying in the apartment above me as I sip my tea. The sound of her tiny voice makes me smile. I love hearing it. Outside my front window Sparrows compete for birdseed at my little feeder. Life. It is all around me. A blizzard dumped two feet of snow yesterday and drifts as high as my waist blanket the building that I live in. White. Pure. Healing. The Winter Solstice arrives tomorrow and with it a chance of renewal. The snow is a gift.

Snowflakes are our dreams in crystallized form. When they melt into the ground, the Earth Mother knows of them. And like a true mother she nurtures, supports and allows them to manifest for us. I close my eyes and feel my own heart beating. Happiness arises inside of me like a warm, golden wave pulsing outwards. I laugh out loud. This has been happening to me a lot lately. I’m not sure why, but I am so very glad for it. I’m alive. Really, truly, alive.

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