We are still in the midst of a Canadian winter. The weather fluctuates from frigid days where the forest trail is hard and packed under my feet, to days where I sink an inch with every step. There are lovely days where the snow falls gently, or the sun is shining in the morning sky or the day is gray and drizzily. Sometimes it feels as though winter will never end.
And yet, nature, in it’s infinite wisdom is shifting ever so slightly. The mornings are a bit brighter earlier, the afternoon sun brings with it a deeper warmth, and yesterday, I came upon a flock of birds, sitting high in the tops of the trees, singing their song of a coming spring.
I like to think of winter as a sacred time; one in which Mother Nature rests and gathers her strength for new growth. To see nature shift, even in slight ways to a brighter season, brings a sense of hope and renewal in ourselves. Nature, in all seasons, brings with it a healing energy. As Lao Tzu says:
“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” – Lao Tzu
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