Day 4, We Are Winter Poets

Do you trust your intuition?

Friends,

I’m up early this morning writing as we travel for the holidays. This time of year is so exhausting and magical, and leaning back on the slow and steady arrival of winter feels inviting, like an embrace this year.

I’m so grateful to all of you for reading these emails, for sharing your poetry—I am speechless really, and can’t keep up with the comments or process how tender and kind you’ve all been with one another.

I am reminded of the fullness of the human experience by this community, that during this season we hold the complexities of our joy and grief and ambivalence and passion all in our words, in our bodies, in our very lives.

Today’s word is intuition, and when it comes to my book Winter’s Gifts, this word plays an important part in Dani’s life. When her friends doubt the importance of having a relationship with Mother Earth and embracing the gifts of winter, Dani has to make a decision to trust her intuition or to ignore it.

She chooses her sacred relationship with Winter and Mother Earth.

Photo by Bart LaRue on Unsplash

As adults it feels like we are often clawing our way back to being childlike, and I think learning to trust our intuition again is part of that. What does it mean to trust ourselves, and how have we neglected our own knowing?

Today is about that.

So, get comfortable where you are. Look around your space, a space you’re either inhabiting at the moment or a space you’ve created in your own home. Bring your full presence there, filling up your whole body with a few big inhales and exhales.

Your intuition is sacred and worth trusting.

Now, we write.

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Intuition

isn’t

a key

you use

to unlock

the doors

inside yourself.

Intuition is

the hand that

holds the key,

the gut feeling

that chooses

the lock,

the steady mind

that picks

a door

to walk through

back and back

and back to

yourself again.