I intended to be facilitating a women’s intention setting workshop today but mother nature and old man winter are busy creating a winter wonderland here in New England. So, I’m sitting here sipping tea from my Earth’s School of Love mug, courtesy of my friend Carol Mossa, contemplating what love lessons the earth is bestowing on me this snowy winter day; contemplating savoring slow.

There is sometime soothing, comforting to me when its snowing. I don’t like shoveling or the aftermath, but I do so love feeling as though I’m tucked under the covers all warm and cozy. A coverlet of gray skies over a blanket of white feels divine to me. I love watching the snow pile high on branches like icing on a cake and the dancing crystals of snow falling past the window. I love the hush that comes over my little corner of the world. It reminds me of the importance of slowing down, of being present, of loving whats in the here and now. Taking Gracie outside is a slower process…a coat, a scarf to keep the snow off my neck, my favorite hat, boots and mittens…this too feels like a cherished ritual of caring for myself and her.

Savoring slow is a divine act of self-love, a sacred practice, one for which we don’t often make time. Snow days, slow days, are lessons in loving oneself, in connecting more deeply to my inner being, to my intuition. In the peacefulness of the moment I find peace within. In the silence I notice the energy I bring to the moment, I notice the moment itself, and feel the world around me more profoundly.

Peace & Love