When I open the door to let the dog in,
\nthe wind is cold and sharp
\ngiven to chill
\nor maybe that\u2019s just me<\/p>\n
the sky appears greyish-white
\nrather nondescript
\na little gloom
\nor maybe
\nthat\u2019s just me<\/p>\n
the dog gazes at me, half up
\nhalf down, unsure of whether he wants
\ninside, or not
\nor maybe
\nthat\u2019s just me<\/p>\n
you seem suddenly inattentive
\nfar too busy
\nfor affection
\nthen short and stroppy
\nor maybe
\nthat\u2019s just me<\/p>\n
The cold December wind whipping outside my window feels like it is gathering around me, and I am chilled.\u00a0 \u00a0Even wrapped in a cozy sweater, and now with socks and slippers, I can still feel the cold.\u00a0\u00a0 When the furnace comes on I smile with gratitude for the faint dusty smell of heat that emanates through the vents of my lovely old house.
\nMy day off today, and so I did not have to rush out into darkness before the sun this morning.\u00a0 Instead I rose slowly from the warmth of my blankets, made my way to the kitchen, and then to the embracing comfort of my favourite chair, by the window.
\nThe bleakness of this day seems to have kept my visitors the birds in their own cozy dens, as outside appears a little barren.
\nIt is of course no secret, that I am a follower of the sun.\u00a0 It is from its radiant rays that I gain my strength.\u00a0 This morning there only appeared a few brief breaks in the whiteness, but I was sure not to miss them as I felt the light and turned my face to smile, breathing it in.
\nI spent much of my morning finishing the book I was reading, and so have not wandered very far from my chair.\u00a0 Now I am sat, to write a bit.
\nLooking for those rays.
\nI am wavering a little I think, between good mood and gloom, much as seems the weather outside.\u00a0 It is that time of year I guess,
\nor that time of month
\nor possibly, just
\nthat time
\nof
\nme
\nsunshine and clouds
\nbrave and not so
\nfull of strength, yet full
\nof uncertainty\u2026<\/p>\n
All parts of what come together
\nto make us
\nwhole,
\nI guess<\/p>\n
I spread it all out here
\nand pick through the pieces
\ndeciding what to keep
\nand which
\nto throw away<\/p>\n
I peer through thoughts like
\na looking glass
\nbut much less
\nharsh
\non sight<\/p>\n
I soften my eyes, with kindness and compassion
\nI open my heart
\nto keep it soft
\nand I try to recognize the clouds
\nas they pass<\/p>\n
they keep me humble
\nand human
\nand always
\nin search of the sun<\/p>\n
probably this
\nis a good place for me to be, in the quiet of my chair by the window
\nremaining hidden
\nbut not
\nunseen
\ncause you seem to be
\na little grumpy today,<\/p>\n
Or maybe,
\nthat\u2019s just me \u2665<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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