In the height of summer, we hear birds in the trees singing their bright, warm songs, and we watch them take flight in the humid air. But in the deep of winter, sometimes the only sign of our feathered friends is the nest they left behind, revealed when the shelter of leaves fell away, well before the first snowfall conceals the nest once again. These carefully constructed bird cradles are gorgeous in their paradoxical glory: so delicately arranged, yet so sturdy, adamantly holding their place on winter branches.
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The world is loud right now. It is hard to imagine that our nervous systems were built to sustain the levels of outrage, fear, and grief coursing through our collective bloodstream; it does not seem we were meant for this degree of exposure to violence and human disregard that floods our news feeds.
Read moreEmbodied Gratitude
We know what gratitude feels like in the "body" of Sun & Moon. It feels like the promise of a fresh, warm breeze in spite of so much uncharted chilly territory. It feels like knowing that we still stand in humble service, with hands joined, ready to guide your next breaths.
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The only thing we're really ever required to do is pay attention. Notice the fullness of every moment – pleasurable and painful alike – and allow that awareness to feed steadiness, and steadiness to breed support. It may indeed be a windy winter, but together we can reinforce our shock absorbers, cushion ourselves in the presence of the buffeting winds of change.
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