Possibility

I like my seasons- as I’ve mentioned here before on many an occasion.  Though temperature-wise my favorites are spring and autumn, I will always have a very special love of winter.

One of the reasons this is a special time of the year for me is possibility.  It has to do with the fact that our ambiguous holiday, New Year’s Day, opens this season.  It is the holiday of possibilities.  It encourages us to reflect, to progress, to be optimistic.  During a season when most people are at their saddest, this is a good thing.

Unlike those who have the condition known as SAD (seasonal affective disorder), I become happier during winter.  I feel alive and inspired.  Possibility is my friend.

For someone with an anxiety disorder, I need every moment of possibility I can get.  I need to feel positive, as if my momentum is going forward.  Winter gives me that push.  I can feel like everything will be okay.

Maybe this is why I take my vacations in winter typically.  Yes, it’s also because it can be cheaper.  However, I think I subconsciously knew it was always a good idea to have something to look forward to after the holiday season.  Reinvention.  Rejuvenation.  Things we need to keep going.

So, let’s take this possibility and use it!  Let’s roll it around in our head and hands, decide how we can utilize it.  More crafting?  Perhaps.  More writing?  Definitely!  More exercise?  Desperately.  More centering?  Essential.

I wish for everyone possibility this winter.  I hope it blesses you with your wildest dreams.

sillyideas

My motto for 2016

happy

Trying…

(images: pinterest.com)

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