SOLITUDE. Deep winter up here in the Catskills – there’s a foot of snow on the ground and the sky is pale grey except around 530 when it slowly breaks into bright orange and pink to the west. Lots of icicles hanging from the eaves and tomorrow night it’s predicted to be 11 below – you get the picture. It’s cold. It’s funny, for a native Californian, I’ve really come to love winter in the Northeast. Don’t get me wrong, I love Southern California and miss it all the time – but, I also have come to love the dramatic seasons and the gifts that each one brings. Sometimes I struggle with the feeling of being trapped indoors – but it’s a rich time, too. A time for introspection, taking stock, planning for the burst of energy to come in just a month or so. And, in its own right, to be still with the quiet of the woods – to turn inward. Our theme this month is SOLITUDE, in honor of this time. I read something recently that said, for people living in places where the climate changes a lot over the course of year, that winter is when you really learn what a place is made of. it reveals the bones underneath a place – I know I learn about myself in the winter – my less-showy parts, perhaps, come to light.
I’m looking forward to the 22nd when we gather to celebrate SOLITUDE – already the line-up of performers and artists is inspiring me to go deeper into this time of year.