“In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer”. Albert Camus

Took a walk around the neighborhood last night. Many of the homes had lights and Christmas trees in the windows. I love the story a Christmas tree tells.

The Ever-green, the bitter sweet promise of the cycle of life… that it is in the depths of winter that new life is made possible, a promise of spring.  At the top of the tree a star or angel lights the way. The ornaments of the tree connected to memories of the past, hopes for the future, connection to others… all reflecting the light draped around the tree.  A reminder to reflect and perhaps notice, how even the slightest change in perspective changes what we see… experience allowed to flow, we let go.

Letting go we fall, genital as snowflakes, and find ourselves underneath the tree protected by the branches and promise of the ever-green… Their boxes wrapped with ribbon, gifts of unknown possibilities, stirrings of some newness we have only dimly dreamed of… and if nurtured given birth to in the spring.

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”  ― Lewis Carroll

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