I love the feel of winter, when things are stripped back, and we can see the bare outlines of trees and branches. Wallace Stevens reminds us “One must have the mind of winter”. As we look around at the rush and the celebrations, we can ask “what is really worth celebrating”? We end up being busy, running after experiences but somehow losing our ability to play.
Where is the Life
we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom
we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost
T.S. Eliot, Choruses from the Rock