this time of year enraptures me.
it takes me into itself and asks a lot of me.
as darkness lengthens and embraces my days,
as the cold presses its edges into mine,
i feel a particular vulnerability that asks me to let go,
to come undone and open deeper.
let go….
open deeper…
down,
down,
down,
waking my bones,
whispering,
“Beloved,
what is this beautiful thing that is happening?”
~ Thank you for your presence here ~
photo: me, one year ago, November 2017; Trestle Trail, Rosendale, NY.