Winter is a time to make a new affirmation. For me, it’s a time to sit back and reflect on my true nature. Where can I have more alignment? What parts need remembering? And what parts would I rather forget?

This winter I’d like to release a paper boat down a river, a lake, or a lagoon. It can carry all the burdens of my past–those experiences that fall our way wordlessly, like snow, without asking, and remain there until the light of realization. They too have a purpose which, whether we understand it or not, make our world a gentler, more compassionate place. Only after the boat has moved away can I begin to move in a new direction forward- – that is not to say we need deny any part of ourselves. It is only to accept that ‘I’ am at the center of things that happen to me from the left and right, and that I can always stay connected to that endless resource, Me.

That is my hope and affirmation for the Holidays. That is why I want to thank all those people in my life, my spouse for one, who have stood by me through my seasons and loved me despite.

Which brings me to the snow last week: Who would have thought we’d receive these snow flurries? Watching the snow slowly unite with the grounds and the rooftops was like watching the miracle of our world from inside a snow globe, heaven and bliss put together in a noiseless, tranquil dream. Was it really happening? Were we actually witnessing this glory of winter? As I watched my front yard transform into a Christmas greeting card I was greedy for more. I could not decide which room gave a better view of the joy outside, which broad window side provided perfection. So I made my way from room to room, upstairs and downstairs trying to freeze frame the gorgeous new slumber party all around. And I decided I could not pick a prize winning entry. The views were all quite breathtaking: the burnt-orange maple with neat sides of chunky whites, the jovial crepe myrtle sporting snow studs at the tip of each bare twig, and humble grass wearing an outer planetary angelic look. Why, nature had announced ‘twas the season!’ It was time to bring out the bright blue globes of serenity, the deep green holly of abundance, and shiny red bows of more love for loved ones.

Nature had just finished off a refreshing new canvass. How about we added color of our own from our renewed selves? Watch that paper boat sail far, far away, like snow because of snow?

Here’s wishing everyone a bright green red and gold merry Christmas. May the joy be yours as much as the peace of a soft, white, magical snowfall.

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