Those who know me well know that the week of the winter solstice is the only week out of the year where I truly, physically and spiritually, force myself to rest. Actually, I don't really need much forcing. After all, this is the week where darkness turns to light in many ways and taking a moment to reflect silently while the darkness makes to descend upon us so deeply seems appropriate and necessary. It's a time to rejuvenate my creative energies for the year to come, so I want to snuggle in, warm my body, and feed my soul. A lovely fire to do that by helps enormously.
So here's to a week of thoughtlessness. No thoughts on the craft, or the publishing industry, or eBooks, or sales stats, or reviews ... or anything else related to writing for that matter. I can't resolve a new direction for 2011 if I don't take a moment to look back over my shoulder at where I have been, so for me, this is a time of repose. I hope that I will see you all in the New Year. Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice, and much love and light.
Cheryl Anne Gardner
The art this week is: Heart of Snow by David Robert Hughs