Full of things that have never been.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
January, the month of new beginnings and cherished memories, beckons.
Come, let winter weave her wondrous spell: cold, crisps, woolen-muffler days,
long dark evenings of savory suppers, lively conversations, or solitary joys.
Outside the temperature drops as the snow falls softly.
All of nature is at peace.
We should be, too. Draw hearthside.
This is the month to dream,
to look forward to the year ahead
and the journey within.
-Sarah Ban Breathnack "Simple Abundance"