In the flow of seasons, the winter months are a fallow time. If we take our cues from nature, slow down, and pay attention, and if we can be present to this season, there is richness in the quiet of winter, in the darkness of long nights (the realm of owls), in the stillness and silence. Here we can be present to ourselves “where chance seeds may grow as the wind conveys them,” present to our life experiences from which to draw wisdom, and we can be present to God – who is very near and yet unknowable, mysteriously present to us.

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