Hey Sunny

On a cold day, love for the sun wells up within me. Warmth is appreciated, welcomed. Warmer days are to come, it's inevitable. All I need is patience. The coming of the seasons hasn't failed. And, winter does have much to offer--a chance for renewal physically and energetically. Also, it brings fascinating scenes of falling snowflakes, we then witness beautiful landscapes covered with sparkling white snow. Momentarily, there's a quietness in that. Then, people find themselves back to their routines, even involved in activities like skiing, sledding, or shoveling. Creativity presents itself, snow men pop up here and there. Some people have the liberty to take off like birds flying south for a specific climate which holds them over until it's warm enough for their return. Some call them snowbirds. Duty to something or choice keeps others here. The cold reminds me of my attraction to the warmer weather months. I reminisce. This is when the gift of memory can serve us well. Transport yourself through thought. With closed eyes, travel through time to moments spent laying on the beach bathed in the warmth of the sun's rays. Recall the pleasure of feeling the swirling ocean waters. Visualize the methodical movement of the water dancing upon the earth's surface. And, remember, it's the time spent through the winter that brings appreciation of these warmer times. It teaches that hope pans out. Faith in the seasons fulfills.