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from Whole Health and Wellness
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Greetings!
May these poems, quotes and odes to the season warm your heart. I hope you enjoy!
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The First Day of Winter by Laura Lush
On the first day of winter,
the earth awakens to the cold touch of itself.
Snow knows no other recourse except
this falling, this sudden letting go
over the small gnomed bushes, all the emptying trees.
Snow puts beauty back into the withered and malnourished,
into the death-wish of nature and the deliberate way
winter insists on nothing less than deference.
Waiting all its life, snow says, "Let me cover you."
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4,000 Years of Christmas
 "Shall we liken Christmas to the web in a loom? There are many weavers, who work into the pattern the experience of their lives. When one generation goes, another comes to take up the weft where it has been dropped. The pattern changes as the mind changes, yet never begins quite anew. At first, we are not sure that we discern the pattern, but at last we see that, unknown to the weavers themselves, something has taken shape before our eyes, and that they have made something very beautiful, something which compels our understanding."
~Earl W. Count
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On Darkness by Rainer Maria Rilke
 You, darkness that I come from,
I love you more than all the fires
that fence in the world.
For the fire makes
a circle of light for everyone,
and then no one outside learns of you.
But the darkness pulls in everything;
shapes and fires, animals and myself.
How easily it gathers them; powers and people.
And it is possible a great energy is moving near me.
I have faith in nights.
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Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky,
How beautiful it is?
All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness
There is a poem, there is a song.
Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring.
When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with
The music of many leaves,
Which in due season fall and are blown away.
And this is the way of life.
~Krishnamurti
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I Heard a Bird Sing by Oliver Herford
 I heard a bird sing
in the dark of December
a magical thing
and sweet to remember.
We are nearer to spring
than we were in September
I heard a bird sing
in the dark of December
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Yule Lore
Yule is when the dark half of the year relinquishes to the light half. Starting the next morning at sunrise, the sun climbs just a little higher and stays a little longer in the sky each day.
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"Every gardener knows that under the cloak of winter lies a miracle ... a seed waiting to sprout, a bulb opening to the light, a bud straining to unfurl. And anticipation nurtures our dream." ~Barbara Winkler
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"In the depths of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." ~Albert Camus
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I wish you and your loved ones
abundant peace joy and wellness,
now and always.
Linda Principato
Whole Health And Wellness
Holistic Health Counseling
Reflexology ~ Reiki ~ Aromatherapy
Serving Humans and Animal Companions
347-466-4343
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