Winter is Here

Winter is here. It is why I am not a snowbird. It is why I am a freebird. I love the change of seasons. I love each season for what each bring to my spirit. Each contain some of my favorite memories and I couldn't just pick one as a favorite. And, if there is something in life I would do differently, I would take a vacation every January. After Christmas I feel like a bear and just want to curl up and sleep. I would love the warmth of sunshine. So, this year I do have time off in January. And, with all the news of new varients etc. I am not making any plans. But, I am foot loose and fancy free, so who knows what I will do. I am already planning and focusing on my goals for 2022. I have a lot of uncertainty, but just as much opportunity. So, it is very exciting. One of the goals is to write a book! So, I will need focus and devotion to this endeavor. It should come pretty easy as I love my morning writings. When I was going through the worst part of this year I was writing a lot of poetry to get me through. The words just flowed out of me, and I never shared it. But, today I thought I would share my writing called With Eyes of a Freebird. It will be loosly my theme and focus this year along with butterflies. With Eyes of a Freebird: Just say the word and I shall be healed soaring like a bird and landing in a field with sunflowers turning and facing the sun nature has it’s powers of making things get done starting from seeds but ending as flowers pulling out the weeds so a garden can be won When I look at the world from up above please make me see the good and all of the love Let me know the seeds to sow and leave the rest to grow because with each seed I truly know the abundance of beauty is about to burst forth If only I let it be there will be beauty for all to see Quote of the day: "The winter solstice has always been special to me as a barren darkness that gives birth to a verdant future beyond imagination, a time of pain and withdrawal that produces something joyfully inconceivable, like a monarch butterfly masterfully extracting itself from the confines of its cocoon, bursting forth into unexpected glory." — Gary Zukav Song of the Day: Winter Song: Sara Bareilles, Ingrid Michaelson

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