A sense of belonging in winter
Maybe it’s to feel that winter can have a sense of belonging in my heart. Or I can have a sense of belonging in the heart of winter...
“A sense of belonging in winter” was originally published as an exclusive post to my Patreon supporters in January 2022. Now the writing and photos are public to you, too.
When even if for a moment there is that connection, maybe interconnection all around, and it’s felt, and it’s alive, that to me is a sense of belonging. Even if it’s unfamiliar and edgy, but if I can be with it, I think that’s it too. Even if I don’t understand it, but on some other level maybe I do, that’s also it.
I’ve written in a prior post how I decided to be more present in and accepting of winter and sense winter’s wisdom. Maybe in other words, to feel that winter can have a sense of belonging in my heart. Or I can have a sense of belonging in the heart of winter.
Winter has been waking up my senses in a new way. It’s turning me inward to my body and being and attuning me the rhythms of this season.
“For your energy fields, January is a time when the energy of your body has spiraled into your depths, your essence, and is in a place of quiet and stillness.... Winter is about reflections, creativity and traveling the journey within yourself.” – Prune Harris, energy healer
Taking walks again no matter how cold, just to feel the cold and acclimate to winter’s aliveness coursing through me.
Looking out my studio window at the seeming chaos of bare tree branches every which way, but also seeing resilience, stillness, and potential.
Slowing down into the darkness and sleeping more, slumbering into the deep dreams of my unconscious.
Winter sounds like branches knocking in the wind; crunching footfalls in snow; muffled noises in the distance; a sniff and a cough; the emptiness and deep lull of quiet.
Winter looks like stark contrasts in black and white, and no contrast in all its grays; expansive white snowfalls; cloudy skies and deep blue skies; faded gray-brown branches; bright golden sun that’s sometimes blinding.
Winter feels like unity and loss; edgy moods and softening days; lingering stillness and unseen movements; waiting potential and wondering emergence.
I went through my photos in search of images that might convey this sense of belonging in winter for me, to share with you.
May you feel a sense of belonging in the depth of your own inner winter, too.
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