The light that naturally lives , even in the darkness . And a joy that celebrates, though quietly when there is despair. This is home . The laughter at the door invites you into yourself to recognize that your life is sacred . A challenge or a smile beckons to be released and a gentle embrace remembers when moments were born .
When the morning song of a single bird was the sweetest sound you’d ever heard . And when you’d lie on your back ,side by side , in the grass . Entering the heavens through sight of the stars above and knowing somehow that it’s home .
Together again we look up at the clouds , and breathing softly and deeply we relax into the earth beneath us . She holds us and gives freedom . Each breath is a quiet meditation and a thank you to life . We enter our imaginations and creations . It is Heaven here on earth and it’s Home .
The darkness was partially lifted by the falling snow . At 10 pm it was lightly landing and barely leaving a trace . By midnight it had become , more than , likely that I would surrender to it’s pull.
The falling drops were filling the sky now and blanketing the ground . I felt called to become a part it .
The desire to be enveloped by the quiet, soft world of Winter called to a place deep inside of me. The knowing that the cold could bring a chill was no deterrent . I trusted that the warmth of the beauty and purity would warm me . It was Midnight now .
The glow of the moon and the delicate , white drops filling the sky were completely irresistible now . I felt my heart quicken as I put on my warm , wool coat and gloves . Feeling as if it might all disappear if i were not quick enough . Eager to offer my appreciation I went , Practically racing , to the front door then pausing. For such a moment commands a pause. Then flinging it wide open savoring the first wave of cold air to touch my face .
It was a lovely tingling awakening all of my senses . Exhilaration and anticipation brought a release of girlish laughter . Ahhh , the crisp , clean , cold air . Seeing my breath escaping into the night while the cold continued to pinch my cheeks . Giddiness and peace in one place .
Turning my face towards the heavens , eyes closed , feeling each drop of snow as it lands on my skin and just, as quickly , disappearing again into the warmth . When I opened my eyes again I was comforted my sights on the moon .