Asking for a sign from nature this morning, (No, I didn’t see a bear!) I noticed birds flying north. Smiling here… yes from “birds flying north” my inner voice said: migrate, hibernate, seasons of turning within and rest. Okay, maybe I haven’t quite got this intuition thing down yet! Regardless, the message I heard was pretty clear. So much of non-human life knows about seasons, expansion and contraction, expression and lying low, outward beauty and inward renewal. I live in Wisconsin and every year leaves and grass and flowers and sunshine and warmth are replaced with barren and cold and snow and a shifting out of the wildlife that we see – and do not see.
Today this got me thinking about my own life. Continue reading “Bears Hibernate… Do You?”