Sanctuary

via Daily Prompt: Vivid

Today has been a good day.

It is snowing like crazy out, has been for the last dozen hours at least.

I am so freaking happy right now, honestly.

I struggled out of bed on Saturday, but then hit the ground running and didn’t stop moving for the next 12 hours. Dancing, I was totally engaged, energized. Feeding off of a few well-timed beats, the warmth in the room and a new lens on the process, bringing new focus and huge payoffs.

I came home brimming with excitement, put pizza in the oven and tapped off a few chunks of chocolate for a dessert-first repas. Nearly upended an entire tub of coconut yogurt on my kitchen floor and burnt said pizza. Nearly. But all’s well that ends well 🙂

Dived head-first into Outlander: Season 2 and fell asleep to the scraping of the snow plough outside my window. Woke up at 7am on the dot (who does that on a Sunday??). Looked out my window and broke out into a smile going from ear to ear, gazing dumbstruck at the fat flakes falling fast and furious to the ground below. It was indescribably beautiful.

I showered, dressed and fell back asleep for a few hours. Had breakfast. Smiled some more. Mediation and a chat with my sister on Skype, and all the while the snow continued to fall. I have such a sense of well-being today, it is fantastic.

The snow made me feel so safe and grounded. Made me think of Christmas and churches and sanctuary, of Jamie and Claire — the Abbey of Ste. Anne de Beaupré and L’Hôpital des Anges in France.

I think winter is often misunderstood, but I feel like, today at least, him and I have reached an understanding. I can respect the cold, the harshness and yet still appreciate its undeniable beauty. I can celebrate the fact that today I am safe and warm, happy and healthy. Free to explore kingdoms within walls and to think with a clear head and discover elements of self and art that on ordinary days are often pushed aside and put on hold.

Today, this is how winter makes me feel.

I remember learning Oli tunes from Oli himself, sitting in warm living rooms, absorbing tunes and building sets. And the year we played together, tens of fiddlers crammed on the tiny stage at Roberts Creek Hall to perform a layering of A Song for All Seasons/Beneath the Ice and how I felt: ecstatic and so inspired.

I gravitate towards the Camino album when settling is in order. I imagine the path through France and Spain, the churches and landscapes that were a part of that journey, and just let the music fill me up.

The past few days have been filled with vivid imagery and imaginings, vibrant happiness and bursts of wonderful flavour and insight.

Until next time,

–Sam

 

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4 thoughts on “Sanctuary

  1. I love this paragraph of yours and sounds so true….I think winter is often misunderstood, but I feel like, today at least, him and I have reached an understanding. I can respect the cold, the harshness and yet still appreciate it’s undeniable beauty.

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