Having grown up in south Florida with abundant sunshine and more clone-like weather every single season until my 30’s....I was SERIOUSLY hoping we would get more winter precipitation. My wish came abundantly true on Monday. I would have preferred snow rather than ice. But life closed down as we all know it. The white stuff did come. The responsibility of running around to teach 12 yoga classes in 8 different locations to over 75 people came to a screeching halt. To be unable to go anywhere (except where I would dare walk on ice in my neighborhood) was a welcome relief of rest and invitation to S L O W W A Y D O W N! Cabin Fever? I had none of it. I was totally thrilled and absorbed into being home bound-playing the piano again, practicing my flute, taking more time than ever to visit and talk to my 2 cockatiels, play with the dog, pet and enjoy the cat, plan the upcoming retreat, make phone calls to friends, watch a couple documentaries, by-passed getting the flu as I nurtured and witnessed my companion get through it and GET THIS! GOT MY TAXES ready to take to the accountant! It was a 3-4 day project and I’m relieved to have accomplished. Maybe I would have survived living in Maine after all! To all those missing their yoga fix, (Brian adds) you might start to build a file with some at-home substitute yoga. Our outlets and rituals of life are so calming and important to our structure. They were disturbed this week. The ice is melting and our normal lives as we know them in this community were “put on ice”. As we thaw...may we all bring something new and precious into our days from the chance to hibernate.