Winter hits hard, not so much snow and cold, but short days with dreary grass, trees, bushes and sky. I trudge the meadow path feeling bleak, no warmth inside my soul or nurturing presence…not for me, but I need it. I imagine my Mother Nature with flowing long hair in a beautiful wispy dress, hovering above showering love. Her gentleness, kindness and care guides me as I circle the muddy path. My imagery begins to offer solace and warmth. Though the grey day doesn’t change a shift inside does as arms wrap around me melting the icy insides.
If you feel you need an angel, imagine one. If you need a teddy bear or Raggedy Anne, have one. Hold it, hug it, do whatever it is that you need to feel warm and good. What would that be? I may be 63 but I am not too old to hug a teddy bear. I never will be.
Hugging is so important, I am liking the message in your post very much. In my work, I use hugging therapy at every opportunity, it has such healing powers and its nice! I give and I recieve, its a win win situation 🙂
Teddy Bears trancends all ages 🙂
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Ah, I had to chuckle, “Teddy Bears transcends all ages.” : )
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This resonated. After therapy on Wednesday I came home, crawled into bed, and hugged a teddy. I felt so little and young inside. And it helped. And I’ll never be ashamed of it! I love the image you chose of mother nature.
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Thank you, I’ve used her before as she is closest to what is in my mind.
I have a Teddy! And I believe in Santa.. : )
I am glad you found comfort with yours. Yes, it does help. I thought it odd that does, but it does.
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I gave up feeling weird about sleeping with a stuffed animal as an adult a long time ago. My husband doesn’t mind and it doesn’t hurt anybody. 🙂 Thank you for this post today!
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It is so comforting… : ) Mine sits close by to keep an eye on me.
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You are such a beautiful writer and this is such a beautiful post. I love my little teddy, now 52 years old with no eyes or mouth, but beautiful to me.
Visualization with positive intent and emotion is so powerful.
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Oh, thank you for sharing that! The more worn, the more loved… : )
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Oh I love this! I often imagine an inner mother who fans the flames within. Whose has hands like an octopus and who says the words I need to hear at my darkest times.
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Comfort and succor for a cold, lonely feeling soul…It strikes me at how alone I’ve felt since the age of 8.
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Im sorry that you have felt alone 😦
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It’s a common theme among us, don’t you think? …thank you.
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Oh yes it certainly is, that aching aloneness that cant be filled at times. The place that should have been filled by parental care guidance and support rather than neglect and abuse or playing deaf to the abuse.
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I was just thinking of you wondering how you were and your post popped up in my email. What a lovely post!
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Well thank you! And thank you for thinking of me. That is interesting because I think of you too.. : )
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That is so beautifully written. I am impressed.
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Thank you!
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I love snuggling with my bunny rabbit nibbles. she soothes me when I am scared. not a real rabbit but a stuffed one and all of us love her to pieces. xxx
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