It's officially winter. For California, winter means nippy mornings and late evenings. Some frost on cars and the sense of never feeling warm. It's not New York cold but it's still uncomfortable. The days are short and when we are lucky there is rain. Which means no sun for days.
Winter and I don't have the best relationship. And this winter, with my funky, slightly depressed mood, ongoing internal and external shifts, along with two folks in the house currently coping with the flu, well, I have been longing some warmth and my dear friend, the sun.
This past weekend, with temperature a bit higher and the sun bright in the sky, the two non sick persons in the household went for a very much needed hike in the serene, remote (for the Bay Area) Alhambra Valley. We explored a new trail with steep hills that gave my brain a much need endorphin boost. And the two majestic messengers (red tail hawk) we saw take flight and sail overhead, they brought us reminders of the importance of stillness.
It was a precious gift to feel the sun on my face; to be warm enough to not wear a coat and to only see the Creator's beauty in front on me. More and more I realize the importance of getting away from the overstimulation of the concrete jungles. The icing on the cake was to witness Amara take delight in all the discoveries around her, using only her vivid imagination and her huge heart. It was not just a hike it was good winter medicine.
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