If you go deeper and deeper into your own heart, you will be living in a world of less fear, isolation and loneliness. -Sharon Salzburg
The winter here in Michigan always brings me to a place of deeper isolation. It is more difficult to go out. Without a car it means making your way across sidewalks of snow and ice. Riding bikes is doable but sometimes risky. Waiting for the bus in the cold takes stamina. Putting another log on the fire and turning the next page in the book sometimes seems like the best option.
This hunkering down we do in the frozen north brings with it the opportunity for going deeper into your own heart. It makes me think of the sage who goes out into the wilderness to build his hermitage where he can draw closer to God with out distraction. Last night I was in the studio printing woodblocks. I had the wood stove full of burning logs. Earlier in the day I had taken a couple hours to tuck strips of wool into every little crack and crevice I could find where the cold was making its way in. Tucking wool was like putting the Carriage House Studio into long johns and it has allowed me to go back into my work routines with more comfort.
I was lonely for awhile last night but then the loneliness gave way to a quiet contentment.