Winter thoughts can be deep and a little sad. You know you are still alive if you can still feel longing and desire. Then you know spring will return. In the meantime, it can feel like your life is over. Especially if you feel opportunities have come and gone, and you have buried yourself in regret and shame. Or if you feel like you are at the end of something and have not yet seen the beginning of the next path for your life. Your purpose. It's a time for letting go and waiting, of letting yourself go inside the Dream of your life. Feel all your feelings and let your thoughts spill out of your head until you are empty. And relish the whole brooding stillness even as the yearning in your heart begins to give you pain. It's good to feel the numbness be replaced by yearning and desire.
Bare branchesReaching out to a grey skyI'm chilled to the boneI don't remember whyWonder if those clouds would come down and surround meWould I begin to remember loveWould I begin to remember greenWould I being to remember flowers blooming in my hands Is it too late for me to bloomTo become, to soften and to sweetenIs it too late to be warmOh will this winter wind just keep on blowingIs it too late, too late for me To be born new to lifeFeel the first breath moving through meLet the first bud of spring open in my handsWonder if this dream would come out and wake meWould I begin to remember loveWould I begin to remember greenWould I begin to be this thing I'm dreaming Let me be this whole new thingLet me be this whole new thing I'm dreaming
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