❆Good winter evening, blog friends 🤍
Let’s talk about how this season really makes us feel.
I don’t know about you, but the cold, gray heaviness of winter has me feeling a bit blah. My nose feels stuffy and dry, my head off and on as cloudy as the sky outside. Some days I feel like a seed buried deep beneath layers of ice-cold snow—alive, but waiting. Waiting for warmth. Waiting for light.
Some days I fantasize about being a bear and hibernating this entire season away. Other days, I seriously consider packing up all my things and moving south where it’s warm.
WAIT… I can’t do that.
Even the south was cold this week!
Well… not really. I have a friend in Florida who said it was 84 degrees and sunny. I was very tempted to go have a sleepover. I mean, it’s only 16 hours away… I could be there tomorrow, Destiny 😊
Honestly, the biggest thing stopping me from becoming a snowbird
(Snowbird: one who leaves everything up NORTH behind and travels SOUTH for winter)
is the fact that I don’t have a job that allows me to take six months off just so I don’t freeze to death—or slowly deplete my mental health.
Ugh. How rude.
MAYBE… if we all group together, start blogs, and support one another, we can all go south for winter?
Just a thought.
HAHA.
I don’t know about you, but when the winter blues start rolling in, I start dreaming big. I dream hard. Loud. Sometimes so intensely it makes me emotional.
Winter has a way of doing that—making you question whether your dreams are achievable at all. A lot of it depends on how much serotonin you’re getting versus how much cortisol you’ve been swimming in. For me, it can go either way. I can feel completely hopeless… or wildly ambitious and anxious to start everything because suddenly I feel like I’ve figured out the entire world.
Funny how the seasons can play with our brains like that, isn’t it?
Today, I feel somewhere in the middle.
I know the dreams and goals I carry, but my mind wants everything to move faster than it should. I want to find the perfect property to build our Seasons of Life campground so I can finally meet all of you there. I want to start building our two-story straw bale cob house, feel the warmth of a wood stove radiating through the walls, and breathe air that feels gentle on my body.
I want to step outside in the morning to feed my chickens, steward the land beneath my feet, and watch the sun sink into the hills from a balcony—tea in hand—made from herbs grown right there at home. I imagine paths winding through trees, quiet moments where time slows, and a life that feels rooted, warm, and intentional.
Ahhh… the season of longing.
Right now, we are in the season of winter—and I am in the mental season of longing.
I’m also in a very real life season of becoming a grandma.
My 18-year-old daughter is almost five months pregnant with my very first grandbaby. While I wish she had waited a bit longer, I’m incredibly excited to kiss that sweet little face, spoil them endlessly, and be fully present for my daughter and my soon-to-be son-in-law.
Still… I thought I would be farther along in life than I am right now.
Does anyone else ever feel this way?
That realization can make my “feel-good” chemicals dip pretty low some days. It can make me feel like a failure. I imagined welcoming my first grandbaby into my forever home—but I haven’t even found my forever property yet. That part of the dream still feels years away.
And some days, that’s hard.
So I want to ask you:
What helps you calm down and comfort yourself during seasons like this?
We all need a little extra self-care right now.
Lately, my comforts have been warm tea or coffee, reading, and staying home—away from crowds that are probably just as grouchy as I am this time of year. I’ve been reading The Brain Fog Fix and Think Big, and honestly, having the space to just be has helped more than I realized.
I’m grateful I only work four days a week—it gives me time to rest, reflect, and refill my cup.
Now it’s your turn 🤍
I’ve spilled my guts to you—what season of life are you in right now?
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