Jan 1, 2021
3 min read
Breath in a time of snow
A meditation written in the early dawn of New Year’s Eve
As the year moves forward, the mind casts back… to snow.
Deeply imprinted in my mind is the experience of snow. Within that fall countless stories of snow personal to my own life, some with elements of fear, danger, pain, but all softened by the beauty of snow itself. Even dangling from a rope deep in…
