Winter

I struggle with winter. I suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder and tend to be gloomy when it’s cold and snowy, yet here I remain in these magnificant Bitterroot Mountains that cycle in four seasons. This morning, I am intent on self-soothing. I close my eyes and breathe deeply, calling up the warmth and comfort available to me today... I am grateful for the warmth of the wool socks and slippers on my feet, the soft leggings and turtleneck, the cozy sweater, the hot coffee and chicory I sip, the space heater below my desk, the heavenly voice of Lisa Gerrard emanating from my computer, the hug from my partner, the warm words from friends… I am blanketed from the glare-white cold.

Wishing you warmth and comfort on this wintery day!

12.6.21