On the equidistance
comfort, cold and action
Hi, friends. It’s Imbolc, the midpoint between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. For those of us in the northern hemisphere, this is a brilliant day indeed. I walked my dogs at 4:30 a.m., and a deer began to follow us. It was healthy and interested in our early-morning purpose. The dogs wanted to play with it, and then we saw an entire family of deer looking on ahead. It felt like a true taste of the spring energy to come. I, for one, am ready.
That said, winter lingers. We lost power for a short time last week when it was bitterly cold, but this too was a call to gratitude for the warmth I so often take for granted. I wrote what follows in the present tense to capture something that felt urgent, and I thought I’d share . . . I’ll keep this one to paid subscribers because I might publish some tweaked version of it down the line.
🔆Wishing you all warmth. Blessed Imbolc. ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ🔆
