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Spring is on its way.

Although I love all the seasons, winter has a special place in my heart….

After the excitement of summer and all the work of fall with it's harvest, winter beckons us to sit down.

It asks us to relax a bit, to get cozy in front of a fire, to read a good book or bake some bread. It is quieter than the other seasons and for me, it carries with it a blanket of peacefulness. I especially enjoy the quiet of a snowstorm at night. Outside it's cold, and there's a lovely silence. The snow has forced everyone to stay home. You step outside from the warmth inside and take a breath. At first the cold air is startling. If you close your eyes and begin to follow your breath, it brings with it a calming quality to the mind. Thoughts slow down and the silence permeates your sense of Being.

The only sound is the gently falling snow.

The mind rests.

It's here that it finds Serenity.


 
 


My dad was an engineer. He traveled the world enjoying the cultures and beauty of far away places. This was long before we were such a global species and long before computers and the internet.

Each country he went to, he brought back incredible goodies. I would stand patiently with excitement as he opened his suitcases. There, nestled between clothes were the treasures .

Tiny bags of peanuts from the plane.

Little bottles of shampoo and toothpaste from the hotel.

Chocolates and candies that were not available in this country.

Then, ever so slowly he revealed the special gift for me. Of course, because I was a girl he got me dolls. Never mind that I was a tomboy who climbed trees and went fishing!

I had dolls from all over the world!

One had real hair and a beautiful skirt with tiny flowers embroidered on the suspenders. She was from Bavaria.

Another had black hair, a red lace gown and a black lace covering on her head. She was a Spanish dancer.

My favorite was the doll from Japan! She had a beautiful silk kimono and bright red obi. Her hair was spectacularly coiffed and decorated with elaborate hair sticks. Her face was made from porcelain. I became obsessed with everything Japanese and the obsession has lasted a lifetime. This is evident when you enter my home. There is my collection of Japanese woodblock prints, pottery and of course jewellery.

When I graduated college I was gifted my dream, a trip to Japan!

It was more magical for me than I could have ever imagined. Everything was so beautiful, so different, so unique! I was taken to a town that wove bridal silk. The next city had an overwhelming amount of artisan shops, everywhere the temples, the zen gardens and royal palaces, koi ponds, tempura, and of course mount Fuji!

We took hundreds of photos.

My favorite photograph from our trip was of me. I am standing on a red wooden bridge in the New Otani gardens. I am wearing my favorite blue dress and red sandals. The sun was warm, the summer day, lovely. I was leaning down taking a photograph. It was a pond and in the pond were fish.

It was a dream come true.

There, swimming in the pond were beautiful Koi.


 
 


My parents were deeply religious.

Although I an not 'religious' I am deeply spiritual.

What does t

hat mean to you?

To me it means one simple thing to practice.

Do no harm.

Not with actions, not with words and not even with thoughts,

Do no harm.

Kindness, compassion, empathy, love, these are the things I value in my family, friends and others.

It is the capacity o the heart that I value most.


A special thank you to my friend that asked me "do you ever make crosses?"












 
 
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