This week has brought a vengeful chill to the otherwise mild Toronto winter. I finally caved and bought proper winter boots yesterday... caved isn't the right word; I finally did what was right and bought proper winter boots, after freezing my toes and allowing my leather ankle boots to get chewed viciously by the salt on the sidewalks. I think cold feet cause the deepest aversion to winter, so hopefully wool lined boots will help me to feel less discouraged by all the shivering and bundling. With this winter also comes a time of preparation; I am saving for a trip. And that has caused me to make my days simpler, to store up, to stay home, to cook simply, eat simply, live simply. With this winter comes a time of slowing down and huddling up with comforts that make me feel warm; my favourite book of all time that I just read through for a fifth time, more tea, more time practicing lovely thoughts and kind thoughts, more time instilling hope and confidence to my little heart. More time practicing saying "yes" to the visions and dreams of my heart.
I have experienced it enough times to know that there is a voice that reminds us of the desires of our hearts, and the world responds when we act out of that place. It can seem like the simplest of things, but if a flame starts in your chest and you can feel your skin get warm and your heart start pounding and your head is dizzy with hope, then it is so important to go after whatever it is that is calling your name, and do not down-play it, and do not leave it for another day.
"You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves." —Mary Oliver