| Healing Insights with Jen February 1 | These dark days of winter no snow or ice just a grayness hung low from the sky. We all want to be free free from pain free from hurt thoughts, mind body still. Yet I go outdoors Praying for the sun rays. I won't squint or complain This time, I promise. Your rays are not harsh But a welcome home Into your warm embrace We all long to be. Gray sky Gray concrete The houses look dim The trees stark black. I can see the cardinals seeking shelter in the tree. Where do they sleep at night? Do they nest or hide in a stronghold Sheltered from the cold The gray, the unending hard ground? The body hardens against the harsh reality and all I want to do is soften in that warm embrace. Lead me by the hand Yours warming my cold fingers Gloves don't keep out the cold. I saw a glimpse of the sun and I went outside to seek its wisdom to bask in its glory to soak up some rays. The biting wind greeted me. My strong legs carried me on Hoping my body would soon warm up. Stride after stride We all want to be free free from pain free from hurt free from isolation and a cold shoulder. A warm smile greets me like a warm mug of tea The whole room softens in your glow The light of Imbolc, another of nature's cues The darkness is not a permanent state The sun doesn't always shine It doesn't have to rain or snow on a cold, gray day. My emerald heart glows in your embrace To walk upon the body of Earth.
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