January and February are about fighting the demon named Depression, and conditions are optimum for him at this time of year. (Yes, Depression is clearly a male energy!) He knows that my defenses are weakend; the songbirds are gone, there is no smell of earth, and nothing blooming in the garden. There are no leisurely walks on the beach. There is no warmth from the sun. He knows I am vulnerable, but I know he is there and I dress myself in full armor.
CELEBRATE * LOVE * CREATE