Noticing how strongly I react to cold weather made me notice an annual dread and discomfort. Time to analyze some inarticulate feelings. Frigid air feels unfriendly, threatening, uninviting, making me contract, withdraw, backtrack into the house, the nest, the womb. I don’t really want that. How can I frame it so that I can accept the changes (not the same momentum of autumn), enjoy and make the most of these pesky months? How can I make friends with the cold? So I imagined the Year as a Day. January, February and the first half of March have been my hardest time. However, if I see those months as my favorite hours of day something shifts in my head and I love them! Whoa! Every day I relish 4-7a.m. – meditation, contemplation, “ideal rehearsing”, day dreaming, hearing my customized morning music play list, the first cup of coffee… My first 3 hours and first 3 months are sympatico and now I’m warming up to the New Year. Hope this helps or at least entertains you. 🙂