Wintertime in New Zealand

Wai-o-tapu, NZ


A season often representing barren feelings and loss, chilled and unfeeling has shown itself to me very differently this year. The quiet inspiration, hibernation, rest and renewal has been welcome.  It is a refreshingly new perspective to consider the bleak and harsh outdoor conditions as such opportunity for inner actions.  For extra contemplation and allowances for mental awakenings otherwise never exposed.

So many family transitions could have left us here feeling weak and precarious.  Instead, the timing proved apropos and now that snows have melted, we are fresh and light, springing forth like the garlic in the garden.