We’re approaching the winter solstice in the northern hemisphere, and the weather already feels wintry. Cold at night with a quiet crispness in the morning air. Sunny but cool during the abbreviated days.
It’s a time for hibernation and rest, a time to reflect and slow down.
This time of year I enjoy doing simple things that give me a feeling of grounding, peace and calm. Combing my cat Luci. Feeding the birds. Cooking root vegetables into a stew. Baking scones sweetened with yams. Laying in the sun. Listening to the crows call to their brethren. Watching the daily changes in the yard.
I’m reminded of one of my favorite poems — a piece from a different era written almost 100 years ago in 1922. The world is a different place now, but this poem still gives me a feeling of tranquility and natural order.
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
All is well. All is one. You are loved.
What are your winter rituals and where do you find tranquility this time of year? I’d enjoy hearing your thoughts. You can share them with us in the comments section below.
With love and appreciation,
Painting at top: “Winter Solstice,” 36 x 36 inches, repurposed acrylic latex paint on canvas.