Winter Connections

I always feel more connected in the summer. I can put my feet in the soil, and feel the thrumming of the earth beneath them. Wintertime? Not so much. I confess I go out barefoot in the winter, or in flip-flops. I need to feel the earth--this particular place--under my feet.

Connection is a powerful thing. We associate it with the emotional warmth of caring and being cared for, relationships across time and miles. It is where we begin, connected to our mother's physiology as we grow in her womb. We get second hand emotions all the time from the chemical and hormonal changes that course through our shared bloodstream.

I suspect all of life we long for this intimacy again, the two connected as one. The feeling of soil under my feet in my garden keeps me connected in a profoundly deep way in the cold nights of winter. It is not as expansive as the warmth of connection in June or the cool touch in April, it is condensed, hunkered down.

My winter connecting is one of looking out to see color in the gray days as well as looking in. How about you?

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