The winter limps along and my head is already in spring. It is only the beginning of February I know, but Spring feels closer. I like that. January was a blur. So much volatile energy and events going on in the world, I did not make much time to post or write. I made no resolutions at the beginning of the year, not formal ones anyway, and as this month begins, I am not sure that I will attempt any new projects until the spring actually arrives. Instead, I feel like I am on retreat. Other than going to work and doing some teaching, I am spending my days writing poetry and meditating. It feels like the best thing to do. Of course, tomorrow I may change my mind and I will launch into a brand new project, but not today.