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100% of my day is spent with other people.  I am an introvert my friends.  Do you understand what that means? It means that if I can’t find space to be alone to process my thoughts, I feel cramped.  Creativity falls through my fingers like sand.  So I found some space.  A winter walk.

I have always hated winter.  I hated being cold.  I hated snow.  Then I met this great guy named Jazz (he is so great, I married him) who loves the winter.  I couldn’t understand it, but the more time I have spent with Jazz the more I understand.

Going outside and raising your heart beat, forcing your blood to warm your entire body, while a cold breeze brushes against your skin is an amazing feeling in the winter months.  Allowing any UV rays that make it through the clouds to nourish your body with vitamin D makes your mood more even, more joyous.  Experiencing still moments of soft snow flakes, after miles of travel, humming down onto the earth or hearing a gentle wind blow in off the lake brings a different kind of peace and quiet than the summer ever could.

I have found that what is true for the winter is often true for the difficult feelings in our lives. If you don’t get out and face the cold, face the pain in our lives, you start to decay a little.

I am not afraid to face the cold of winter or of my heart.  Are you?

xoxo

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