Shh, it's time again. Relax and remember, let yourself let go of everything, it can never not be there, so just let it drift away. The air is frigid and cold, and yet I remove my coat, I make my humble space in the burried Earth at my feet, I watch my breath and I become sacred.

The forest is as clear and as pure as it always is, and through it I am become Zen. Winter, my Satori, my finality, it is only in the cold can I feel my hearts billowing flames, tasting the air around me as I expand, the forest shakes against a mighty gust; and away I am taken, forever says the raven that perches nearby. Forever says the woodsman, impossible says I.

Along this freezing breeze I find I am everything, I am what life is doing; in the same way a wave is what the ocean is doing. As though I am nothing more than the snow slid from a branch, I drift, as I have, as I will. I accidentally walked across so many lives, entirely by mistake and yet all on purpose, this brilliant wind; where next will you take me, what else must I see before I return?


Enjoy, and happy Winter everyone~ <3