Anew beginning in the Death of Winter.

Death- a word we in our culture dread. Fear. Winter is all around us and death is ever present. How does it resonate within you? When Soleil passed I learned that is was the anticipation of her dying that killed me. But when she passed and her beautiful Spirit floated out of her body I found it to be literally breath taking. My love died, but was born anew with her passing. She is everywhere now. When we say enjoy the journey that is exactly that. Today a student shared that she recently lost a friend and a chord was struck with in her to remember her path. Her life. Death is difficult, but living is even harder. Everyday we have to face the world, what we like and what we don't like. Everyday we have to practice living and dying, like the Sun. It rises and falls. Like the breath- it goes in and out. Like the cycle of life in the seasons Winter, Spring, Summer, & Fall.Oh hello Winter. Such a beautiful season you are. To remind me that though the leaves are no longer on your trees doesn't mean it is the end. It is simply another beginning. Those roots so firmly planted in your rich Mother Earth are feeding and sleeping and growing and nourishing your bark, trunk, branches, and limbs.

I am feeding my soul this Winter with yummy love from my sweet Mother Earth. My sweet innocent child- Nahuel. From my firmly rooted R'dwd. And all the saplings and Elders around. I am looking towards this time of hibernation in our little cottage to get to know myself a little more. To stay on my path. To keep offering my truth to the world. Weather it makes sense or not. Oh weather whether???? I ambrace you!- Winter, my friend. My Amistad.