And what is better, anyway?
My better is being as present as I can be. My better is delving deeper into myself until I feel something visceral, something I'm sure I want to grab hold of and run away with into the light.
"Greetings", I say.
12.19.2011
A New Year's a Comin'
It's taken me quite a few true winters to get into a groove that works for me. I've come a long way; these bones of mine made of Florida's sunshine, sand, ocean. Now, I savor these quiet days. Deeply, I think as I navigate my way through these mysterious months. I'm not really one to make resolutions each new year, however, I do ask myself: How do I do better this time? Mother. Wife. Friend. Daughter. Me. Never in the same order...
And what is better, anyway?
My better is being as present as I can be. My better is delving deeper into myself until I feel something visceral, something I'm sure I want to grab hold of and run away with into the light.
"Greetings", I say.
And what is better, anyway?
My better is being as present as I can be. My better is delving deeper into myself until I feel something visceral, something I'm sure I want to grab hold of and run away with into the light.
"Greetings", I say.
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3 comments:
I don't think I knew that you came from FL! You can relate then what I'll be going through in March when we move ! Though I didn't originate from here, so I wonder if that will make the difference. I have missed the seasons and the cold, so much.
I love the reflective nature of winter--and I love your thoughts about them. "My better is being as present as I can be." I think that is perfect...
xo
I've never really considered that one *thinks* differently in the summer than in the winter but seems accurate to me. It probably has a lot to do with my love for the changing seasons!
oh my, how I love sleeping faces...so sweet and peaceful.
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