Lately it has been difficult to write. Each year the dwindling light pulls me deep into the depths of my psyche, into the Bear cycle, this time of hibernation.
As the world careens into a frenzy of consumerism I retreat further into my inner world and the dark waters of solitude. I love this time of inner exploration and mysticism. So much information pours through me that there is not much time or space for external output.
It is Bear Time.