Although I consider myself a mostly happy and optimistic person, this time of year often leaves me feeling sad and rather gloomy. The seasons are about to shift, but the mornings are still dark and damp, and a chill lingers in the air.
I am also most content when my flock is happy. Right now both of my boys are stressed and exhausted from work, school, uncertainty, and relentless expectations. We live in a society where slowing down and cutting back are viewed as failures, which leaves me struggling to provide advice that is meaningful.
Then there is the current political situation here in the US that fills me with despair. And Ody, the precious cat who came into our lives briefly, soon had to go because Pippi, the equally precious dog, could not cope... Problems, big and small, become magnified and pile up, when there is a general sense of unease in our lives.
Gloominess spills over into other aspects of life. It is harder to focus and figure out where to go. Work seems insignificant in comparison, which unintentionally affects my creativity and how I approach upcoming projects.
There are things that help me cope. Mindful walks, observing signs of pending spring and random natural beauty. Dinner with friends. Knitting. Stitching. And most of all, to simply be and to love and care with all my might.