Not much to say.. it is deep winter now..the blizzard buried us, we shoveled out and here we are.
Tonight it has been raining....and soon it will all freeze.
I honor winter's deep internal time and rhythms. I usually return to my island musings in the winter and now I feel the clock tick again, as usual.
But...I am busy helping and being with my parents. So all I do now is shine a light on my papers and photos and drawings. I turn on a small lamp with mirrors on the lampshade and keep it lit as I sit here typing.
It is a small symbol for me...a beacon of hope and light that I will find time to turn to it once more.
I shine a light on that archive of work.
