Every year I am surprised by how drawn inward I get - how desperate I am for space - how I crave fresh air and a blue sky and our brilliant sun that freely gives out its warm embrace. I feel disoriented.. there is not enough time or more importantly energy, to do my regular life - yet I am home more. Often confusing my days it becomes emotionally overwhelming.. The dark, cold, and damp of December makes me ache for something I can’t quite put my finger on.. it eludes me and stays just beyond my reach.. trying to grasp at it is exhausting. I just want to sleep. I crave quiet and stillness and the return of the light.. I know it is coming. The final days of the turning season of Fall are upon us and winter awaits..
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Find time.
Make it if you have to.
Dress in layers.
Go for a walk.
Move your body.
Breathe in fresh air.
Close your eyes.
Feel the wind.
Hear the sounds.
Exhale.