On Winter Solstice;
the shortest day of the year and the longest night, I am reminded by my lovely friends to honor this "Sacred Time." The sun is standing still. This entire week I have spent a great deal of time in The Presidio and The Marin Headlands hugging my favorite trees and placing my legs in the cold ocean. I immediately feel more grounded and happy when I commune with nature. The most memorable books I read as a child were those by Shel Silverstein. I always think of The Giving Tree when I walk amongst the trees. I am grateful for Silverstein's imagination which affirmed my own...to never stop connecting, talking and appreciating Mother Earth. It seems that at this point on the planet, it is the only place to turn for true equanimity, health and peace. I am grateful to live so close to what today felt especially mystical.