05/01/2026
Maybe one of the most beautiful elements about winter is how it stirs the imagination. It makes us pause, and shows us the beauty of a branch laden with white crystals catching the sunlight. Or the twinkling stars in a night sky as the moon illuminates a blanket of white upon the land. An owl hoots from a distant tree, and we are cast straight back into our childhood where the owl becomes a fellow conspirator in the wonderful adventure we are having, helping us to understand deep within that we are an integral part of this universe and it’s many wonders.
When we grow, we let so much go. But to be like a child is essential. To dream and allow our dreams to manifest.
Nature puts us right back into the moment, and helps us listen to our hearts. To move beyond the schedules and routines and agendas we’ve set, and allows us to simply just be playful once more, full of joy and relinquishing our hold on feeling we have to know why everything is the way it is. For sometimes it just is. And that is enough.