"With every deed you are sowing a seed,
though the harvest you may not see."
Ella Wheeler
Memories of fall are fading while visions of spring try to lure us into the future. We are caught in the middle feeling dormant. Achievements from the past no longer nurture us and projected expectations do not completely nourish us either. It is uncomfortable adjusting to this process of suspension.
Like the seed laying dormant in the ground, we are advancing even though it feels like a slumber. This is a quiet time to surrender to our uncensored dreams, allowing our mind to explore adventurous possibilities. Even though somewhat captive, our journey continues. It is time to jump into imagination and flow.
Winter is a time to move our bodies, discover healthy recipes, and delve into deeper mediations. Trust in spontaneous ideas of inventions and organize activities to support new activities. Inner improvements benefits others, not only the self. We may never realize how our experimental approach to winter can warm someone else's soul.
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