Please, Let It Snow

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Being a southern girl, snow is still completely magical to me despite my aversion toward cold toes. We've had a couple of magical snowfalls already, here in middle Tennessee, and every time it snows I become transfixed, staring out the window at it with the childlike fear that if I look away it will stop. Something about the snow is so awe-inspiring to me; the idea of something so beautiful coming from the bitter cold and depressing winter. Lately, I've been constantly searching for stunning, snowy pictures, and maybe it's because the seasonal affective-ness is more intense here where the sun sets at 4:30 pm. The ethereal images pull me out of the five-o'clock-darkness slump and remind me of the good that comes with winter: when everyone slows down and spends time showing their families and others how much they love them. It reminds me of the magic of Christmas and all the silly tales I believed and spiritual traditions my family had: mistletoe, advent calendars, hot chocolate, crackling fires, reindeer food, milk & cookies.

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me lay an invincible summer."

- Albert Camus

I've never been able to relate to this quote because I've never been particularly fond of summer, always preferring to be cold rather than hot. But when I think of snow, I can relate to Camus' words in that I find a warmth that comes from inside and fills me up full of wonder, excitement, motivation and inspiration. I am forever dreaming of a white Christmas/winter wonderland.

How do you find motivation during the limited hours of daylight in the winter?


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