In the dark days after November 8th 2016, the Universe gave me a reprise, a small glimmer of light. I came across this work by Patricia Monaghan:
“When winter comes to a woman’s soul, she withdraws into her inner self, her deepest spaces… She may say she is resting, but she is more than resting: She is creating a new universe within herself, examining and breaking old patterns, destroying what should not be revived, feeding in secret what needs to thrive.
Winter women are those who bring into the next cycle what should be saved. They are the deep conservators of knowledge and power… In her calm deliberateness, she winters over our truth, she freezes out false-heartedness.
Look into her eyes, this winter woman. In their gray spaciousness you can see the future. Look out of your own winter eyes. You too can see the future.”
These words calmed me, they gave me hope that the pain I felt could spur creativity and creation. The despair I felt lightened a little. The day got a little easier. It was a moment of direct connection with the Divine -not unlike a sacred wink from God.
In the larger work by Monaghan, Winter represents the close of a women’s life, when she can look back at what she’s learned and provide sage guidance to other woman.
I’m nowhere near the end of my life (god willing).
But I have learned some things and struggled with some demons.
I have broken old patterns and created new universes within myself.
I have fallen in and out of this dance of faith.
So I’ve decided to take on the name “This Winter Woman” because that’s what I strive to be. A woman who shares the truth of what she has suffered and learned as she creates and recreates a faith worth having.
That is what I want to do here.
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